Bless the days this restoration is complete Dirty, dusty, something must be underneath So I scrape and I scuff Though it's never quite enough I am starting to see me finally
A gallery of paintings new and paintings old Guess its no suprise that I;m no michaelangelo Every layer of mine Hides a lovely design Itit might take a little patience It might take a little time
But you called me beautiful When you saw my shame And you palced me on the wall Anyway
You who have begun this work will someday see A portrait of the holiness you meant for me So I polish and shine till its easier to find Even an outline of mine
But you called me beautiful When you saw my shame And you palced me on the wall Anyway
