We painted a perfect picture together
We sang a song 87 miles long
Do you have some kindness for me?
Remembering something I heard
It hurts when actions speak louder than words
Do you have some time for me?
A painting of nebraska
Afraid as our hearts pray
For another day
And a day away
Did I miss some signs for me?
A hug
Or a kiss
Or a painting of nebraska?
It helps me remember
the time
Its all I have left
the memory
Is all I have left
tearful eyes
for someone I left
the memory
is all I have left
to call mine
a painting of nebraska
The lights are off, the book is closed
And everyone who noticed knows
What was so wrong with me
That you left
as I slept
silently
Braid - Painting Nebraksa Lyrics
Braid - Painting Nebraksa Lyrics
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We painted a perfect picture together
We sang a song 87 miles long
Do you have some kindness for me?
Remembering something I heard
It hurts when actions speak louder than words
Do you have some time for me?
A painting of nebraska
Afraid as our hearts pray
For another day
And a day away
Did I miss some signs for me?
A hug
Or a kiss
Or a painting of nebraska?
It helps me remember
the time
Its all I have left
the memory
Is all I have left
tearful eyes
for someone I left
the memory
is all I have left
to call mine
a painting of nebraska
The lights are off, the book is closed
And everyone who noticed knows
What was so wrong with me
That you left
as I slept
silently
We sang a song 87 miles long
Do you have some kindness for me?
Remembering something I heard
It hurts when actions speak louder than words
Do you have some time for me?
A painting of nebraska
Afraid as our hearts pray
For another day
And a day away
Did I miss some signs for me?
A hug
Or a kiss
Or a painting of nebraska?
It helps me remember
the time
Its all I have left
the memory
Is all I have left
tearful eyes
for someone I left
the memory
is all I have left
to call mine
a painting of nebraska
The lights are off, the book is closed
And everyone who noticed knows
What was so wrong with me
That you left
as I slept
silently