Lyrics

Have you ever tried To imagine the shape of God? Are they a butterfly Or a big amorphous star? Do you believe in a Higher Power That cannot be explained? The spiral in a sunflower? The sadness of the rain? I'm not the kind of guy That goes to church on Sunday I'd rather spend my time Worshipping in my own way Walking in the woods Wading in the river Breathing in the mountain air Ohh ohh when I feel that Paintbrush in my fingers I know that you'll be there And when I'm alone Oil painting in my garage I let my colors flow I'll bе working on my portrait I'll be working on my portrait I'll be working on my portrait Of God And I'm on my way to heavеn When I look at you You got a secret weapon A perfect shade of blue And I'm on my way to heaven When I look at you You got a secret weapon A perfect shade of blue And when I'm alone Oil painting in my garage I let my colors flow I'm working on my portrait Of God Yeah when I'm alone Life is not the [___] mirage I let my colors flow I'll be working on my portrait I'll be working on my portrait I'll be working on my portrait Of God