The Start

Was it you in the shadows
I´ve got to get this right
Walking away with your arms folded tight

How can I promise
I´ll never let you down
Put one worf on me
I´m not the new man in town

Oh, that´s so not the way
You should look at it
The effort in art
Comes from the heart
A place that´s blood red
And hits from the start

Mister mister draw me your picture
Put on your suit and tie
Pour yourself a glass of wine

You´re in a buyers hands
You can´t really lose
Just the dough that went
On all the paint you use