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A Song For A Sunday

When God Paints.

Lyrics: Award winning songwriter, composer and lyricist and librettist Gregory Becker and the late American songwriter Troy Jones.
Vocals: Neotraditional American country music singer-songwriter Alan Eugene Jackson.

When God Paints.

When God paints, birds sing.
He colours every feather on a sparrow’s wing.
When God paints, the wind blows,
With a stroke of love, he dips his brush in a rainbow.
Sometimes I take for granted the simple things.
I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain,
But there’s always a bigger picture I can’t explain,
When God paints, the heart beats,
A life begins, a season ends and lovers meet,
And I’ve learned that sometimes,
It’s not always black and white or well-defined,
When God paints.
Sometimes I take for granted the simple things.
I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain,
But there’s always a bigger picture I can’t explain,
When God paints, we dance,
And I reach across the canvas and I take your hand,
And my world is so complete,
When I look at you, a masterpiece is all I see,
When God paints.
Sometimes I take for granted the simple things.
I can be his biggest critic when it starts to rain.
But there’s always a bigger picture I can’t explain,
When God paints.
I pray I always see the beauty inside the frame,
When God paints.
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