Citizen Way - Artist Lyrics

Have you ever wondered how this life goes by Are we just here for the ride? Do you ever think of how you got your start And is this life some kind of weird art And I'm just the paint in the hand of a God Who looks down with great awe at his canvas of life That I'm a part of a picture that's meant to be more Than just an expensive display of an artist's love

What an artist What a painter What a fine composer of my life What an author True designer I'm forever fixed on this God

Have you ever thought of just who might be the source Of the colors on your course? Did it ever occur to you That your wheres and your whys could be planned ahead By a God that knew you before you were born To be a part of the kingdom that he designed in advance For the ones who would look upon His great art and define who the author was

What an artist What a painter What a fine composer of my life What an author True designer I'm forever fixed on this God

What an artist What a painter What a fine composer of my life What an author True designer I'm forever fixed on this God

What an artist What a painter What a fine composer of my life What an author True designer I'm forever fixed on this God

Do you ever wonder Do you ever question