Jan Wickline - Artist lyrics

Artist, finding your brush then you paint my days Holding my thoughts as they fade away Knowing inside we are one, one Poet, jotting the words that will light my ways Slicing the bread that will be my pay Knowing inside we are free, free And all the endless pasts wouldn't spill the time Our friendship lasts Wouldn't you be mine We'll make it through our ways Believer, holding my hand as I walk alone Believing where I stand and then I'm shown Deep down inside we are one, As we love our home Keeper, knowing the words to the songs I sing Smiling at me and my foolish things Knowing inside we are one, one Artist, finding your brush then you paint my ways Holding my thoughts as they fade away Knowing inside we are one, one Lover, sharing the fruits from the tree of life Knowing you'll care for me all my life Knowing inside we are one, one And all the endless pasts wouldn't spill the time Our friendship lasts Wouldn't you be mine We'll make it through our ways.