When God paints
Birds sing
He colors every feather
On a sparrows wings
When God paints
The wind blows
With a stroke of love
He dips his brush in the rainbow
Sometimes I take for granted
The simple things
I can be as big as critic
When it starts to rain
But there's always a bigger picture
I can't explain
When God paints
The heart beats
Life begins, season ends
And lovers meet
And I've learned
That sometimes
It's not always black and white
But well defined
When God paints
Sometimes I take for granted
The simple things
I can be as big as critic
When it starts to rain
But there's always a bigger picture
I can't explain
When God paints
We dance
And I reach across the canvas
And I take your hand
And my world
Is so complete
When I look at you
A masterpiece is all I see
When God paints
Sometimes I take for granted
The simple things
I can be as big as critic
When it starts to rain
But there's always a bigger picture
I can't explain
When God paints
I pray I always see the beauty
Inside the frame
When God paints