Chorus
Painting is beauty to my soul
Colors spinning round and making me whole
Every line and shade, a story that's untold
In a world of canvas, I find my role
Post-Chorus
Ooh ooh oh
Ooh ooh
Verse 2
Brush in my hand, morning's light on the floor
Lost in the moment, I dream even more
Shapes lifting up what my words can't explore
Time disappears, and the silence restores
Pre-Chorus
Every mark I make is freedom
Letting go inside these bounds
Life flows out in every movement
Peace in every color found
Chorus
Painting is beauty to my soul
Colors spinning round and making me whole
Every line and shade, a story that's untold
In a world of canvas, I find my role
Post-Chorus
Ooh ooh oh
Ooh ooh
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