Belinda Carlisle - Shades of michaelangelo

A still-life ^Gportrait, a view from my ^Cwindow Touched by an ^Ginnocence, now fading a^Cway Into a ^Emquiet storm of the tears of the ^Bmangels Falling a^Amround me as I'm watching the ^Gdays

^DI frame colours of ^Gpassion against a fading ^Dsky With a stroke of ^Glove^Am on the canvas of ^Bmmy soul ^C I'm painting a ^Gperfect world with ^Dshades of Michael^Gangelo ^D It's a promise ^Gmade^Am to every heart that ^Bmknows ^C We can live in a ^Gperfect world in ^Dshades of Michael^Gangelo

A seed of hope grows in my ^Cgarden I feel the ^Gearth beneath my ^Cfeet Running through ^Emmy mind are dreams of a ^Bmfuture Where all of ^Amthis world works in harmo^Gny

But ^DI frame colours of ^Gpassion against a fading ^Dsky With a stroke of ^Glove^Am on the canvas of ^Bmmy soul ^C I'm painting a ^Gperfect world with ^Dshades of Michael^Gangelo ^D It's a promise ^Gmade^Am to every heart that ^Bmknows ^C We can live in a ^Gperfect world in ^Dshades of Michael^Gangelo

^FI hear songs of children, ^Gecho in the sky ^AmI hear songs of children, a to^Gmorrow so bright

With a stroke of ^Glove^Am on the canvas of ^Bmmy soul ^C I'm painting a ^Gperfect world with ^Dshades of Michael^Gangelo ^D It's a promise ^Gmade^Am to every heart that ^Bmknows ^C We can live in a ^Gperfect world in ^Dshades of Michael^Gangelo ^DShades of Michael^Gangelo ^DShades of Michael^Cangelo ^{G C G C G C G C G C G C}