Well, I come home
In the evening
To the same old house alone
And in the silence of these empty rooms
I take shelter from the storm
But I brought a paint box
And some brushes baby
To pass the time since you’ve been gone
It’s a portrait of a
Broken man
And the colors always run
A figure in a landscape
It’s a work of art, you’ll see
A figure in a landscape
It’s a masterpiece of loneliness
That’s me
Well I climb the stairs
In this haunted house
To find your spirit everywhere
with the bright stars on
The roof tops
And my old friend the moon is there
But I can’t quite get the colors right
See I’m reaching for the deepest blue
It’s a one man show
I’m free again
But I still belong
To you
A figure in a landscape
It’s a work of art, you’ll see
A figure in a landscape
It’s a masterpiece of loneliness
That’s me
That’s me now
And I stand there
In the kitchen light
With your ghost and memories
I Got what I wanted baby
I got my freedom
But I miss you still
Yeah
A figure in a landscape
It’s a work of art, you’ll see
A figure in a landscape
Oh yeah
It’s a masterpiece of loneliness
That’s me
It’s a masterpiece of loneliness
That’s me

(John Waite / Pete Wasner)