Dorothea Wessel - Painting Black Lyrics

Success
Prosperity
And love
Is what I want
Impress
Proficiency
A velvet glove
Is what I want
So Charles, why did you give me this tragedy?
From "Great expectations" to black reality
Colored by Tim, and the songs of Tom
Big eyes starin', but it will never come
Where the light goes, the shadow follows
It can't run away, I can't run away
Rubbin' salt, I'm lyin on the floor
Tryin' to hide the real pain with some more
So Charles, why did you give me this tragedy?
From "Great expectations" to black reality
Colored by Tim, and the songs of Tom
Big eyes starin', but it will never come
So Charles, why did you give me this tragedy? (Tragedy)
From "Great expectations" to black reality
I'm colored by Tim, and the songs of Tom (Songs of Tom)
Big eyes starin', but it will never come
(Somebody help me)
(So what just happend)
(To the painting, and all the colors, both my hands)
(Black as coal, black as coal)
(Painting Black)
Pick up the brush, it's cryin' black tears
Isolated in a trance, apply 'em on the canvas
An irrational procedure, an intense smell of oil
Walking down the cul-de-sac
Painting black