Il testo della Masterpiece of loneliness

John Waite

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Well i come home in the evening
To the same old house alone
And in the silence of these empty rooms
I take shelter from the storm
But i brought a paint box
And some brushes to pass the time
Since you've been gone
It's a portrait of a broken man
And the colors always run

A figure in a landscape
It's a work of art, you'll see
A figure in a landscape
It's a masterpiece of loneliness, that's me

Well i climb the stairs in this haunted house
To find your spirit everywhere
With the bright stars on the rooftops
And my old friend the moon is there
But i can't quite get the colors right
See i'm reaching for the deepest blue
It's a one man show, i'm free again
But still belong to you

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And i stand there in the kitchen light
With your ghost and memories
Got what i wanted i got my freedom
But i miss you still

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