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DWhen God paints, Bmbirds sing
GHe colors every feather on a sparrowsA wings
DWhen God paints, Bmthe wind blows
GWith a stroke of love, he dips his brush in theA rainbow
GSometime's I take for granted Athe simple things
GI can be as big as critic Awhen it starts to rain
GBut there's always a bigger picture AI can't explain
DWhen God paints, Bmthe heart beats
GLife begins, season ends and lovers mAeet
DAnd I've learned Bmthat sometimes
GIt's not always black and white but well deAfined
When God Dpaints
BmGA
GSometime's I take for granted tAhe simple things
GI can be as big as critic when it Astarts to rain
GBut there's always a bigger pictureA I can't explain
When God pDaints, we dBmance
GAnd I reach across the canvas and I Atake your hand
DAnd my world is so Bmcomplete
GWhen I look at you, a masterpiece is all I Asee
When God pDaints
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GSometime's I take for granted the Asimple things
GI can be as big as critic when it Astarts to rain
GBut there's always a bigger picture I can't Aexplain
When God pDaints
Bm
GI pray I always see the beauty iAnside the frame
When God pDaints
BmA
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