On the blank winter canvas
Light is painting land as
No, no human can as
No human can
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Emerald in the trees, the
Azure in the sky
The summer's breeze
The golden light
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
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On the blank winter canvas
Light is painting land as
No, no human can as
No human can
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Emerald in the trees, the
Azure in the sky
The summer's breeze
The golden light
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Light is painting land as
No, no human can as
No human can
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Emerald in the trees, the
Azure in the sky
The summer's breeze
The golden light
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
We throw ourselves in the grass
We shout praises to the sky
We take what is given to us
We are not asking why
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Every summer is a painting
The colors awaken
And fill my soul
And make me whole
Writer: Jonathan Krellner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid