She wants to be a painter

But she only ever paints when she's alone

By the fire in the back room of her home

She finds so much beauty in the colours

But she's afraid

That it won't be found by others

So she sits there

Hour after hour in that same chair

Drawing shapes no one will ever see

And as she paints she hums a melody

It goes ah ah

It goes ah ah

She's always been a dreamer

Ever since she was a little girl

She spends so long lost in her own world

Lost in her own thoughts

Imagination building up until she makes it home

And turns it to creation

Sitting opposite the canvas

For however long it takes her

She won't stop until that picture in her mind is down on paper

Painting summer skies

Painting houses by the sea

The day turns into night

As she hums her melody

Ah ah

It goes ah ah

It goes ah ah

It goes ah ah

A little voice creeps into her mind

Don't place your worth on other people's eyes

You're a painter

Try not to forget

You choose who you are

Even if nobody else knows yet

Grab your light

Let it fly

Let it shine

Let it grow

If you don't try then you might never know

Ah ah