Painting Box

Lyrics for Painting Box

When the morning of your eyes Comes waking through my shadow Leaving just a trace of twilight's eve I whisper to the baby raindrops That are playing on my window And tell them gently This is not the time that they should weep Oh, somewhere in my mind There is a painting box I have every colour that is true Just lately when I look inside my painting box I seem to pick the colours of you My Friday evening footsteps Plodding dully through this black town Are far away now from the world that I'm in My eyes are listening to some sounds That I think just might be spring time With daffodils between my toes I'm laughing at the wind Oh, somewhere in my mind There is a painting box I have every colour that is true Just lately when I look inside my painting box I seem to pick the colours of you Oh, somewhere in my mind There is a painting box I have every colour that is true Just lately when I look inside my painting box I seem to pick the colours of you The purple sail above me Catches all the strength that is summer And fishes stop and ask me where I'm bound I smile and shake my head and say Oh, my little ship is sinking But I kind of like the sea that I'm on I don't mind if I do drown Oh, somewhere in my mind There is a painting box I have every colour that is true Just lately when I look inside my painting box I seem to pick the colours of you