(Gordon Payne - Bee Spears)

Waylon



She paints him pretty pictures

He writes her pretty songs

Not a color is wasted

Not a note is wrong

Like pieces of a puzzle

They fit where they belong.



Like pastels and harmony

Don't they make a pretty picture

Pastels and harmony

Don't they make a pretty song.



Their love it holds no questions

It's sure like night, like day

At times she needs no colors

And he needs no tunes to play

Even if he sings the blues

his color in pain's gray.



On canvas she sings to him

a melody that rings to him a song

And the portrait of his lady

is written in words of his song.



--- Instrumental ---



Pastels and harmony

Don't they make a pretty picture

Pastels and harmony

Don't they make a pretty song.



Pastels and harmony...