When God paints, birds sing He colors every feather on a sparrow's wings When God paints, the wind blows With a stroke of love, he dips his brush in a rainbow Sometimes I take for granted the simple things I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain But there's always a bigger picture I can't explain When God paints, the heart beats Life begins, a season ends and lovers meet And I've learned that sometimes It's not always black and white or well-defined When God paints Sometimes I take for granted the simple things I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain But there's always a bigger picture I can't explain When God paints, we dance And I reach across the canvas and I take your hand And my world is so complete When I look at you, a masterpiece is all I see When God paints Sometimes I take for granted the simple things I can be his big as critic when it starts to rain But there's always a bigger picture I can't explain When God paints I pray I always see the beauty inside the frame When God paints