Gretta Ray - Blank White Canvas lyrics
[Gretta Ray - Blank White Canvas lyrics]
Went out and bought a blank white canvas late last night
Just don't understand all these feelings I can't name
Keeping way down inside me
You go through emotions, yet sometimes
They should get off your chest
So you put all your sadness right onto a pallet
And slowly the canvas is dressed
Should I paint my heartache?
Should I paint me lost and cold, no way to get home?
Should I paint my strange desperation or just let it go?
Somehow, somewhere, someone will take me, I know
Almost a year ago, I broke my own heart
Was down on my knees, something out of my reach
Was all that I wanted
Soon I was pushed and guided on to the dark side of love
Then came the storm, I was willingly torn by my very own faults
Should I paint my anger?
Should I paint my never-ending list of regrets?
Should I paint my great expectations or just forget?
Somehow, somewhere, someone is gonna love me to death
Oh, yes
Oh, blank white canvas, wiping you clean
Those blurry images from the past won't be seen, oh
From the past, won't be seen again
So I'll paint my apologies
So I'll paint our past conversation and my gratitude
So I'll paint the way that you saved me
You told me, "Somehow, somewhere, someone
Somehow, somewhere, someone
Somehow, somewhere, someone
Some time, some day, some place
Some face is waiting for you
Think they've already found you"
Just don't understand all these feelings I can't name
Keeping way down inside me
You go through emotions, yet sometimes
They should get off your chest
So you put all your sadness right onto a pallet
And slowly the canvas is dressed
Should I paint my heartache?
Should I paint me lost and cold, no way to get home?
Should I paint my strange desperation or just let it go?
Somehow, somewhere, someone will take me, I know
Almost a year ago, I broke my own heart
Was down on my knees, something out of my reach
Was all that I wanted
Soon I was pushed and guided on to the dark side of love
Then came the storm, I was willingly torn by my very own faults
Should I paint my anger?
Should I paint my never-ending list of regrets?
Should I paint my great expectations or just forget?
Somehow, somewhere, someone is gonna love me to death
Oh, yes
Oh, blank white canvas, wiping you clean
Those blurry images from the past won't be seen, oh
From the past, won't be seen again
So I'll paint my apologies
So I'll paint our past conversation and my gratitude
So I'll paint the way that you saved me
You told me, "Somehow, somewhere, someone
Somehow, somewhere, someone
Somehow, somewhere, someone
Some time, some day, some place
Some face is waiting for you
Think they've already found you"