Portrait Of God Lyrics

Have you ever tried
To imagine the shape of God?
Are they a butterfly
Or a big amorphous star?

Do you believe in a Higher Power
That cannot be explained?
The spiral in a sunflower?
The sadness of the rain?

I’m not the kind of guy
That goes to church on Sunday
I’d rather spend my time
Worshipping in my own way
Walking in the woods
Wading in the river
Breathing in the mountain air
Ohh ohh when I feel that
Paintbrush in my fingers
I know that you’ll be there

And when I’m alone
Oil painting in my garage
I let my colors flow
I’ll bе working on my portrait
I’ll be working on my portrait
I’ll be working on my portrait
Of God

And I’m on my way to heavеn
When I look at you
You got a secret weapon
A perfect shade of blue

And I’m on my way to heaven
When I look at you
You got a secret weapon
A perfect shade of blue

And when I’m alone
Oil painting in my garage
I let my colors flow
I’m working on my portrait
Of God

Yeah when I’m alone
Life is not the [___] mirage
I let my colors flow
I’ll be working on my portrait
I’ll be working on my portrait
I’ll be working on my portrait
Of God