My old friend lives up in the mountain.
He flew up there to paint the world.
He says, "Even though interpretation's what I count on,
this little picture to me seems blurred.
Hard lines and the shadows come easy,
I see it all just as clear as a bell,
I just can't seem to set my easel to please me.
I paint my Heaven, but it looks like hell." Yeah
Your blue might be gray,
your less might be more.
Your window to the world might be your own front door.
You shiniest day might come in the middle of the night.
That's just about right.
He said "I ain't comin' down 'til my picture is perfect,
and all the wonder is gone from my eyes.
Down through my hands, and onto to the canvas.
Still like my vision, but still a surprise.
Real life," he says, "is the hardest impression.
It's always movin' so I let it come through."
"That my friend," I say, "is the glory of true independence -
just to do what you do, what you do, what you do." Yeah.
Your blue might be gray,
your less might be more.
Your window to the world might be your own front door.
You shiniest day might come in the middle of the night.
That's just about right.
Well my old friend came down from the mountain.
Without even lookin', he found a little truth:
That you can go through life with the greatest intentions,
but you do what you do, what you just gotta do, yeah.
Your blue might be gray,
your less might be more.
Your window to the world might be your own front door.
You shiniest day might come in the middle of the night.
Your blue might be gray,
your less might be more.
Your window to the world might be your own front door.
You shiniest day might come in the middle of the night.
That's just about right.
That's just about right. Yeah.To all of those who had their doubts
Now those doubts... I forgive them
To everyone who's led one life
Then love life... it's humble rhythm
To all of those who harbour dreams
All you get... is what you're given
Meanwhile the maximum... maximum goes down
Right from the start
I knew you'd break my heart
Jealous lover... jealous lover
Rope tied and bound
I been lost and found
Jealous lover... jealous lover
Jealous of my loving
Jealous of my leaving...jealous
Jealous of my living
Jealous of my breathing
Jealous lover... jealous lover
If all they say and do were true
Just like you... I'd be with 'em
But lies survive... and cut right through
While the truth... remains forbidden
For every single point of view
Then there's two... that must be hidden
Meantime the maximum... maximum goes down
Right from the start
I knew you'd break my heart
Jealous lover... jealous lover
Rope tied and bound
I been lost and found
Jealous lover... jealous lover
Jealous of my loving
Jealous of my leaving...jealous
Jealous of my living
Jealous of my breathing
Jealous lover... there's no other
Meantime - the maximum... maximum
Nothing more and nothing less
Grip tight - the maximum... the maximum
You say no... I say yes
Don't be... don't be... don't be
Jealous lover - jealous lover