Soul Paint (Acoustic)

I'm painting my soul with a different kind of gold That no one can take and no one can corrode Out of all of the things that you said winter would bring Did you expect the wind to carry your broken wings? Carry You Middle school came and went and all I had to remember it Was a picture of us and the memory of a night where we sat and talked of love Thirteen years old, first kiss in the cold It all makes sense when you look at it, my life has been downhill since then I'm painting my soul with a different kind of gold That no one can take and no one can corrode Out of all of the things that you said winter would bring Did you expect the wind to carry your broken wings? Carry You I'm so sorry, I'll stop bothering I'll make sense of this, walk the path to find my own bliss and discover what I'm missing I'm painting my soul with a different kind of gold That no one can take and no one can corrode Out of all of the things that you said winter would bring Did you expect the wind to carry your broken wings? Carry You So colour me in a new shade, toss my old one away Uncovering a new face again and again I'm painting my soul with a different kind of gold That no one can take and no one can corrode Out of all of the things that you said winter would bring Did you expect the wind to carry your broken wings? Carry You, Carry You, Carry You, Carry You