It always starts as a feeling (finding it) A veil dancing over the floor (feeling me) A whisper that knows of a healing (knowing it) A hand holding open a door (needing me) I try to do right But get it all wrong I beg for the sight And cling to a song I cling to the song! (Willingly!) Not giving up Just letting go (Willingly!) Looking above me Trusting below I know that I offer you little (hiding it) I wish I was someone like you (holding me) But here you are right in the middle (leading it) The only one who ever knew (loving me) I'm not gonna rush Not gonna faint You are the brush And I am the paint Yes I am the paint! (Willingly!) Not giving up Just letting go (Willingly!) Looking above me Trusting below It's not that I wanted to wander away I didn't have anything for you to say I wanted to see why the brush painted black You wanted to wait for me, wandering back (Willingly!) Not giving in Not asking why (Willingly!) Looking above me Till the day I die
