We can't deny the signs clearly showing the times are changing
Floods rise and comets fly
Is this the end? Is judgment night?

Drawing lines and colors true and fair
I create a mirrored universe

I see the world through different eyes – that's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force – some would call divine
A gifted man, but I know there is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn when I touch it

I've been to foreign lands
In north and south where legends dwell
But perfect harmony
Remains a mystery, hidden well

Drawing lines and colors true and fair
I create a mirrored universe

I see the world through different eyes – that's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force – some would call divine
A gifted man, but I know there is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn when I touch it

Drawing lines and colors true and fair
I create a mirrored universe

I see the world through different eyes – that's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force – some would call divine

I see the world through different eyes – that's the painter's soul and mind
My hands are guided by a force – some would call divine
A gifted man, but I know there is still so much to learn
And in some dreams canvas starts to burn when I touch it
And burn!