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 word 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 that picture
Put your suit and tie on
And pour yourself a glass of wine
You're in buyers hands
You can't really lose
Just the dough you spent
On all the paint you use
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
Hits from the start
Hits from the start
Hits from the start
Hits from the start