Aim

She takes the brush to seal a painting of scene before her
Is this what I aimed for, she asks
To resurrect what had died long ago in her heart
Trying to paint a piece of what was lost

What am I searching for?
What am I aiming for?

Step outside a mighty wind swept by
Torn leaves fluttered like a marriage of beauty and pain
Step outside a swift sunrise swept by
Today is a blank canvas for colors to lay
From the beginning she had already aimed for love

On a cold morning her hand motions in pain to capture
A light she thought was lost
With a palette in hand and an apparition of the past
She says, I'll try to paint my own fate

But what am I searching for?
What am I aiming for?

Step outside a mighty wind swept by
Torn leaves fluttered like a marriage of beauty and pain
Step outside a swift sunrise swept by
Today is a blank canvas for colors to lay
From the beginning she had already aimed for love

Tomorrow waits on the edge
She wakes to find a canvas gleaming
With colors she has never seen
With a trace of hand
Someone did it all for her now
Was she the painter all this time?



Credits
Writer(s): Mica Caldito
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