An acoustic ballad about wishing to be an artist and paint all the beauty our eyes behold
Folk-Rock, Country-Rock
Steve Domer has performed live across the US for over 45 years. He has won past songwriting awards in the American Song Festival in the late 1970's.
Currently records and produces original songs and performs live periodically as an acoustic guitar and vocals solo.
Story behind the song
A collaboration with my friend Scott Loveall for the lyrics
Lyrics
Were I A Painter
Music/Lyrics: S. Domer/S. Loveall © 2016
Were I a painter, an illusionist
A wielder of the brush, an allusionist
Were I a painter, an artist
I would sketch these scenes so etched behind my eyes
On a canvas I would bring them all to life
I would coax each pastel oil
To capture the teal of the water
Each belly of turquoise
Each wink of topaz
Each smoldering ember lies
Deep in your cappuccino eyes
Were I a painter, an illusionist
A wielder of the brush, an allusionist
Were I a painter, an artist
I would sketch these scenes so etched behind my eyes
On a canvas I would bring them all to life
I'll paint you lying on a bed of Sunset and Vines
Hollywood and Tuscany
In bed with precious dreams
With all their majesty
Of tinsel, sun, and soil
That I would capture with these oils
Were I a painter, an illusionist
A wielder of the brush, an allusionist
Were I a painter, an artist
I would sketch these scenes so etched behind my eyes
On a canvas I would bring them all to life
Were I a painter, an illusionist
A wielder of the brush, an allusionist
Were I a painter, an artist
I would sketch these scenes so etched behind my eyes
On a canvas I would bring them all to life
On a canvas I would bring them all to life
