I was a dull portrait of life
Reduced by emptiness
Dismantled by a rusted knife
And darkened by absence of happiness
Till you came for me to change
Brought a paint and sturdy brush
Filled me with colors beautifully arranged
With ease I know you're not in a rush
Colored my skies with cold blue
Scattered green across my grassy farm
You were an artist which I loved so true
Makes me feel away from any harm
My days when they were dark and dim
Summoned a glittering yellow ray
Gliding across my face was your beam
Of warm light that leads me to your way
When I laid down for me to rest
Sprinkled pieces of shimmering white
Of stars that never twinkled to its best
Then your vivid face makes everything alright
As I rose with a motionless twilight morning
You flew above and spread a violet atmosphere
I sat down and thought you were a perfect being
That made my life almost complete with you near
In a valley I stood and gaze the colorless sundown
Then you weaved a warm blood like red never less
That vanishes my heavy and vexing frown
I thank you, the painter that trimmed my life's mess
