Låpsley Låpsley - Painter (Valentine)

You can paint these wings and make me fly
You can paint these wings and make me fly
You can paint these wings and make me fly

Cries coming over like the other been kind
Knowledge in the colour lapping all the sunlight
(You can paint these wings and make me fly)

Cries coming over like the other been kind
Knowledge in the colour lapping all the sunlight

You can paint these wings and make me fly
You can paint these wings and make me fly

Cries coming over like the other been kind
Knowledge in the colour lapping all the sunlight
(You can paint these wings and make me fly)

I probably can’t see the bigger picture

Cries coming over like the other been kind
Knowledge in the colour lapping all the sunlight

I probably can’t see the bigger picture
You can paint these wings and make me fly