The Start

Was it you in the shadows

I´ve got to get this right

Walking away with your arms folded tight

How can I promise

I´ll never let you down

Put one worf on me

I´m not the new man in town

Oh, that´s so not the way

You should look at it

The effort in art

Comes from the heart

A place that´s blood red

And hits from the start

Mister mister draw me your picture

Put on your suit and tie

Pour yourself a glass of wine

You´re in a buyers hands

You can´t really lose

Just the dough that went

On all the paint you use