I am painting in oil, a portrait of a man Who has taken all the heart aches And all the pain he can stand I am using all the colors of blue I have here on my stand I can tell he is dying. I see death in his eyes Oh yes I know, I know when he's crying 'Tis my tears, my tears that he cries I am so tired of how he feels inside I mix the paint with my hand As I paint a wrinkled brow and hair that is turning grey Oh tell me how, how can I paint a smile And eyes that keep turning away? I am painting in oil, a portrait and I'm the man A portrait and I am the man
[00:06.72][01:06.28][02:26.13]I am painting in oil, a portrait of a man [00:27.37]Who has taken all the heart aches [00:37.13]And all the pain he can stand [00:46.45][03:23.35]I am using all the colors of blue [00:56.28][03:33.16]I have here on my stand [01:26.12]I can tell he is dying. I see death in his eyes [01:46.13]Oh yes I know, I know when he's crying [01:55.78]'Tis my tears, my tears that he cries [02:05.60]I am so tired of how he feels inside [02:14.91]I mix the paint with my hand [02:44.70]As I paint a wrinkled brow and hair that is turning grey [03:04.66]Oh tell me how, how can I paint a smile [03:14.10]And eyes that keep turning away? [03:43.10]I am painting in oil, a portrait and I'm the man [03:52.65][04:00.25]A portrait and I am the man
