Only The Artist - Foy Vance

Montague and Capulet

Already sets the scene

I knew you were a foolish bet

But it was better to beg than bleed

From the very first night we met

You made me love you and I never should have left you

Romeo and Juliet

Nothing but a writer’s dream

I remember the time when you told me

«Baby, love is a work of art»

I saw you scanning the corners of the canvas

Just like you didn’t know where to start

I can’t imagine the portrait you were painting

When you saw me looking so alone, oh no

That’s something only the artist could know

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

By the coast when I held your hand

Feels like a distant dream

I knew I was a foolish man

But I was caught up in a fantasy

You held my face and you gently kissed

But all it told me was how much you’d miss me

Romeo and Juliet

Always bound to call a scene

I remember the time when you told me

«Baby, love is a work of art»

I saw you scanning the corners of the canvas

Just like you didn’t know where to start

I can’t imagine the portrait you were painting

When you saw me looking so alone, oh no

That’s something only the artist could know

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

I remember the time when you told me

«Baby, love is a work of art»

I saw you scanning the corners of the canvas

Just like you didn’t know where to start

I can’t imagine the portrait you were painting

When you saw me looking so alone, oh no

That’s something only the artist could know

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo-oo

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

I remember the time when you told me

«Baby, love is a work of art»

I saw you scanning the corners of the canvas

Just like you didn’t know where to start

I can’t imagine the portrait you were painting

When you saw me looking so alone, oh no

That’s something only the artist could know