I see my life as a portrait
painted year by year
I see my life as a picture
color is all coming clear
red is when I'm sorry
grey is when I'm sad
violet when I'm happy
scarlet when I'm bad
See the world as a canvas
the background's now filled in
the course of youth that I treasure
never more again
green was a young love I offer
white her devotion within
blue was a sky above us
yellow her hair was then
I see the frame as the last piece
now being set in place
all the people in the churchyard
to gaze upon my face
silver the stars above me
brown beneath my head
gold the memories of living
black the stillness when dead