Yellow Paint - I Am Strikes

Too poor to pay attention

Too intense to be in love

I’m too high to hold it down

But I’m too down to rise above

So give me your rain showers

And plant in me your seed

With which I will grow flowers

Or maybe just some weeds

I know you’ll go away someday

But until then

You are my yellow paint

And when

They ask me I will say

That not a thing could make me stray

I’m a canvas for your pain

Today you’ll stay

My yellow paint

I’ve always been a cynic

Convinced I’ve loved in vain

Until I heard you call me yours

As if it were my name

Now that I’m catching feelings

I’ve never felt so sick

You’re coloring my insides

A bright and golden tint

I know you’ll go away someday

But until then

You are my yellow paint

And when

They ask me I will say

That not a thing could make me stray

I’m a canvas for your pain

Today you’ll stay

My yellow paint