I can see in your eyes
That you wear a disguise
Can it be that the truth
Is elusive as youth…
Not wanting to pry
I will live with your lie
Since the face is amiss
I will tell you just this…
Paint me the mask
that you want me to see
With your brush firm in hand
Let your colours run free
I will not stand in judgement
Please allow me the grace
I will see what you ask
When you paint me your mask.
Let the red stand for anger
And the blue show your hunger
Let the green show your peacefulness
The purple your wistfulness
When the mask has been filled
With your painting enough
Stand back when I show
How I’ll paint it with love.
And then when comes the day
Finally you can say
Of this mask you grow weary
You wish me to see clearly
You no longer can hide
What is real, what’s inside
Set the mask bright aflame
With no worries or shame.
So paint me your mask
Is all that I ask
Keep me not at arm’s length
Let me give you the strength
To be what you’ll be
When you sit next to me
I will not turn away
Next to you I will stay.
And when pain rains on down
Brown and blue are your crown
When you have no more strength to give
I’ll give you the will to live
Yes, I’ll give you my love
I can’t say it enough
We’re forever as friends
And ever…..
Amen.
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