Song For a New Painting Lyrics – GUMA

What is it like to be hung?
Or to be given to someone?
How does it feel to be bound by the taste of an artist only recently found?
I find I know too well

When it was wet I could see
It was too bright and you would agree
But the thing about watching paint dry is:
The face doesn’t change, just the look to the eye

I find I know too well
Getting you home was no joke
All through the ride and we never even spoke
But now that you’re here I should say

That I like how you look, and I can’t look away
I find I know too well
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GUMA Lyrics – Song For a New Painting

GUMA

Song For a New Painting