If I were a painter lass
If I were a wild little painter lass
Those who hurt you I would leave behind
If I were your favorite painter lass
If I could be such a painter lass to you,
-Painter Lass-
I'd like to paint you a world
where I would leave out the razor.
I'd use the softest brush to draw you
a haven under the twilight and
leave you undisturbed in quiet slumber.
I'd paint you in the quietest shades
of your favorite color.
on the pallate.
I'd like to paint my emotions across
the wide open sea
so you could see my thoughts ride the tides;
they wouldn't seem so mysterious and aloof there.
I'd like to paint your hair wild and unbridled-
unadulteratedly beautiful.
I would paint you a world
where the silent speak clear
and the loud hush themselves to hear.
