Restoration

I took a look at myself from far away
I didn’t like what I saw so I closed my eyes
Trying to figure this time
If I went too far
If I went to fast
Leaving no space or time to recover

I’ve got a case of the blues
That’s what you said to me
With everything to lose I should go for it all
It’s like the time before, the time before that
I was naked on the floor staring into space

Restoration is what I need
Someone to scrape and chip until I bleed
So when my picture starts to fade and crack
Paint it all back
Paint it all
Paint it all
Paint it all back

Written by Doria Roberts. ©1995-2002 Hurricane Doria Music