Give me the brush, the paint, the night, and I'll romance the stars up in the sky. Give me the frown, the pain, the knife, and I'll surrender to the sadness in my eyes. I know, the road is frightening, just say you'll hold on tight. We're getting closer and closer to find our meaning, a reason to live. Deep within you are colors that would break a thousand words. Give me your doubt, your fear, your strain, and I'll reveal what words can never say. In every stroke and every line I'll leave a trail of memories for you to find. This road is dark and frightening, we better hold on tight.