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I give her the colors that I found in my bag
Sometime last summer I forgot they were there
She whips a sheet out to paint a picture
She says it's of me, yes I love what you do

Oo, oo, oo, I do
Oo, Aa, Oo, I do

Pink for the eyebrows, red for the nose
Yellow for spaces between so it glows
She's an artist but it's not on her sleeve
I love that about her when it sneaks up on

Me, oo, oo, I do
Oo, Aa, Oo, I do

I shouldn't assume like she knows what she's done
The best thing about her is she can't help but love
She's painting her picture as she studies my brow
She knows I am hiding, but I will be found

Oh, I am found
Oh, I am found
I'm found

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