I thought I saw your face, in a painting
Couldn't hear your voice escaping

But your eyes said it all
And when I look I am reborn

When I was a younger man I chased you through the fields
That we painted with soft brushstrokes
Now I sit in my old age and watch the painting as it fades
The memories they give me hope

I brought you flowers for our special day
And the rain was wet and cold
As I laid them on the grave

And my eyes let tears fall
But soon I'll be reborn

When I was a younger man I chased you through thе fields
That we painted with soft brushstrokеs
Now I sit in my old age and watch the painting as it fades
The memories they give me hope
As I peer over the threshold

Now as time stands still I ponder
How'd it feel to be lost in your hues
Forever imbued in our youth
Our eyes will meet again
When I am reborn

When I was a younger man I chased you through the fields
That we painted with soft brushstrokes
Now I sit in my old age and watch the painting as it fades
The memories they give me hope
As I peer over the threshold
Finally found my way back home