Letra de The artist

I know that you´re an artist,
but you´re the hardest one to deal with.
Everything that you conceal
is revealed on your canvas.

You find all of your ugly meanings
in all of the things I find beautiful.
Do you see the fall is coming?
Come, I´m falling into you.

You perceive all of these things
I´d never have known.
Love, will you turn off the lights?
we´re already home.

You painted me in pastel,
colors that don´t tell of any boldness.
That´s the way you´d love to see me:
so delicate, so weak, so little purpose.

But your eyes are drawn of charcoal
they´re black, they´re so cold, they´re so imperfect.
Because they see a sleeping world,
where waking isn´t worth it.

You perceive all of these things
that I´d never have known.
Love, will you turn off the lights?
We´re already home.