The painter stood
Before her work
She looked around every where

She saw the pictures and she painted them
She picked the colors from the air


Green to green
Red to red
Yellow to yellow

In the light
Black to black
When the evening comes

Blue to blue
In the night


It's a long road
Behind me
It's a long road

Ahead

If you follow every dream

You might get lost
If you follow every dream
You might

Get
Lost.


She towed the line
She held her end up
She did the work of too many

But in the end
She fell down
Before she got up again


I keep my friends eternally
We leave our tracks in the sound

Some of them are with me now
Some of them can't be found


It's a long road behind me
And I miss you now


If you follow every dream
You might get lost
If you follow every dream

You might
Get
Lost.