Lyrics
Painter paint me a picture
Painter pain me what you see
I have come from far away
And your work has meant so much to me
But my pearl eye is in its shell
And my hand wants to shed its skin
What is the secret?
What is the spell?
Where do I begin?
Here’s to the frame maker
Who will tell you the trick to the trade
is that it’s not for the one who’s a name maker
But only for someone who can bring out the beauty
In something that someone else made
Painter paint me a picture
Of all the things you brushed aside
For I have so far to go
The road is long but never as wide
Here’s to the frame maker
Who will tell you the trick to the trade
is that it’s not for the one who’s a name maker
But only for someone who can bring out the beauty
In something that someone else made
Oil of joy and satin sadness
Beautiful world, oh beautiful world
The color of love and daylight canvas
Beautiful world, oh beautiful world
Painter paint me a picture
Painter pain me what you see
Here’s to the frame maker
Who will tell you the trick to the trade
is that it’s not for the one who’s a name maker
But only for someone who can bring out the beauty
In something that someone else made