I see the painted windows of my heart

A light shade of blue- painted by the hand

Strong canvas of love soaks deep through

Drop- drop- drop- on the floor- it leaks out

Trickles on the walls- streams of red flow

On the rocks, the trees, creation around me

Frame thin- frame that holds the paint in

Crack here, crack there, want to explode

And a light shade of blue- painted by the hand

Painted windows of my heart- I cannot see

Red- my landscape- red- my world- my life

Dyed love's color for time- framed and hung

But drop, drop- her brush waves- more paint

More love- stop her, before I'm more her than me

And there's a light shade of blue- painted by the hand

Of the one- the painter I love.