The light in the painting

You are the light in the painting, painting
You are the light in the painting
That my eye is drawn to first
Holy ground when you kiss me
Sacred spaces all around
Steal an hour in the evening
Just to hold you now
Just to hold you now

Meet me where I've always been
Feel the lightning on my skin
Time moves slower in a time like this
I stand there blinded by it

You are the light in the painting, painting
You are the light in the painting
That my eye is drawn to first
Hold my breath when you're near me
Sink my nails into your skin
What a beautiful way to finally feel something

Start a fire when you touch me
Hold it close between our chests
If somewhere there is a heaven
This is as close as I will get
As close as I will get