The Painter Lyrics

Paul Anka The Painter

The painter paints away the day
As he paints his life away
Will he rise in judgement's eyes or fall

What a humble life he lives
He never sees the price they give
Another part of his soul upon the wall

Like a lonely soldier faces
Foreign shores of empty spaces
Such is he who strokes to free his soul
Isolation steeped in sadness
Mellowed by the fears of madness
There he stands as he commands control

Deeper than the eye can see
Another man’s philosophy
While he lives the price they give is small

When he dies and on that day
The sky’s as high the price they pay
While he lives the price they give is small
While he lives the price they give is small