[Verse] I can sketch the sky with a broken pen Trace the moon again and again But when I try to color the air It laughs It says Don’t you dare [Prechorus] Lines are my language Edges my art But when it’s time to blend I fall apart [Chorus] I can draw but I can’t paint I can dream but I can’t create I’ve got the shapes I’ve got the lines But the hues slip through my mind I can draw but I can’t paint [Verse 2] I outline the world in black and white Shadows dance But they’re too polite No splash of red No burst of green Just ghosts of colors I’ve never seen [Bridge] Drip drip goes the brush I hold It drips like stories left untold I wish I could smear the world with gold But the canvas stays cold The canvas stays cold [Chorus] I can draw but I can’t paint I can dream but I can’t create I’ve got the shapes I’ve got the lines But the hues slip through my mind I can draw but I can’t paint
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