It's in a stroke of a brush, it's in the wave of a hand
And a view so bright, it turns the world and makes all right
Yet seems to say, come what may, you will be what you will
With a brush stroke of fate, you'll have to think again
If you touch by it all, lucky just to be brushed by it all
Than walk a crooked mile in a worn out smile
That you found on the ground
Somebody else threw it down
Looks like you're the next blessed in town
It's in a verse that you read, it's the tune in your head
That makes all light, turns your world and illuminates life
And makes you see all the love within is still yet to come out
Like the word, as a bang, you have to think again
And get touched by it all
Than walk in single file in a worn out smile
That you found on the ground
Somebody else threw it down
Looks like you're the next blessed in town
Lucky just to be brushed it all
Some word, as a bang, you'll have to think again
And get touched by it all
Than walk in single file in a worn out smile
That you found on the ground
Looks like you're the next blessed in town