Letra de Still Life

Still life Paints the man Pulls back the splendor A canvas uncovered Still life Looks at his hands Won't you title my portrait 'Cause I don't think I can And I hope it's you tonight that I'm thinking of And I'll assume that this is how it feels to be loved Maybe I'm a mountain but I'm still not above this still life Still life Still life Vanity style I could have been someone I should have stayed blind Still life Paints what he sees Cuts out the memories Of auld lang syne And I wish to God you'd let an old painter sleep I don't want another sign to make me believe You can go to hell before you disrupt my dream of a still life Still life