Andrew Osenga - Brushstroke lyrics

Today would be the perfect day to tell you goodbye But I've already said it Now You're just a memory, a photograph, a used-to-be Yeah, yeah, you get it Now I'm all alone Making lots of dough I'm not kidding myself There's just no place else I would rather be I just wish that you could be here with me I still sort of have a couple friends Who told me I shoudl change my plans and stick around But I buckled my seatbelt and knew how the fly felt When the windows roll down I'll make some new friends Maybe with their grandkids That old crew will be dead but I'll be The same old, good-looking, miserable Lee I just wish that you could be here with me I keep thinking of that painting Of the sisters at the piano That brought a tear to your eye Babe, today, I was a brushstroke on the canvas of a perfect blue sky