CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Song For a New Painting

What is it like to be hung?
Or to be given to someone?
How does it feel to be bound
By the taste of an artist only recently found?

I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well

When it was wet, I could see
It was too bright and you would agree
The thing about watching paint dry is
The face doesn't change, just the look to the eye

I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well

Getting you home was no joke
All through the ride and we never even spoke
But now that you're here, I should say
That I like how you look and I can't look away
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well
I, I find I know too well