Verse 1

I woke beneath a coat of blue

With borrowed gold across the room

Your outline leaned against the frame

I touched the paint and felt the flame

Pre-Chorus

One hand says stay, one hand says run

Both turn toward the rising sun

I wear the colors that we chose

But every shade still overflows

Chorus

In the painted world, I’m split in two

Half of me is leaving, half runs back to you

Red in my pulse, white in my doubt

I keep drawing doors I can’t walk out

In the painted world, the lines don’t hold

Love can look like fire, fear can look like gold

If I’m the canvas, let the truth come through