Painter

She wants to be a painter But she only ever paints when she's alone By the fire in the back room of her home She finds so much beauty in the colours But she's afraid That it won't be found by others So she sits there Hour after hour in that same chair Drawing shapes no one will ever see And as she paints she hums a melody It goes ah ah It goes ah ah She's always been a dreamer Ever since she was a little girl She spends so long lost in her own world Lost in her own thoughts Imagination building up until she makes it home And turns it to creation Sitting opposite the canvas For however long it takes her She won't stop until that picture in her mind is down on paper Painting summer skies Painting houses by the sea The day turns into night As she hums her melody Ah ah It goes ah ah It goes ah ah It goes ah ah A little voice creeps into her mind Don't place your worth on other people's eyes You're a painter Try not to forget You choose who you are Even if nobody else knows yet Grab your light Let it fly Let it shine Let it grow If you don't try then you might never know Ah ah