Lyrics

Oh, the hours of agony in that darkened room, silhouetted by an ache to be desired by someone Hating who you are and what you've made of yourself, not forgiving yourself for you What was I trying to prove, running from you? And it hurts me so to see that box I know, filled with photographs of things I knew But you promised me you'd make all things new Paint a picture of a lonely life Paint a picture of a cold, grey night Paint a picture of the emptiest day you've ever known Paint a picture of a starving man Paint a picture, being born again Paint a picture of an empty cage, for this bird has flown Oh Oh When you live all alone, hating your only companion, oh, they tell you it's alright, but, baby, you know that's a lie Oh, I reached the bottom; I hope you don't have to find out the way I did Trip after trip, and try after try, after try Paint a picture of a broken heart Paint that picture, and you can start to understand the love of the saviour and, oh, how he understands you Paint a picture of a blood-covered cross See that picture and you'll know what it cost, the price God paid to prove his love for you To prove his love for you To prove his love for you To prove his love for you, oh He died to prove his love for you Yes, he did Yes, he did Died to prove his love for you, oh Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (fade)