[Verse 1]
Have you ever wondered
How this life goes by
We just here for the ride (yeah, ah)
Do you ever think of, when you got the start
Is this life some kind of weird out
And I'm just a paint, in the hand of a God who looks down with good aw
And it's canvas of life that i'm a autumn
And I'm apart of a picture that's meant to be more then a just
An expensive display of an artist now (yeah, ah)
[Chorus]
What an artist!
What a painter!
What a fine composer of my life!
What an author!
To designer!
I'm forever fixed on this, God!
(Yeah!, yeah ah ah ah!)
[Verse 2]
Have you ever thought of
Just you might be the source of the colors on your course
Did it ever occur to you
That your where's and your whys could be planned ahead
By a God who called you before you were born
To depart of the Kingdom that he designed
In advance for the ones who had moved upon
His great art and the find that the author was, (yeah, ah!)
[Chorus]
What an artist!
What a painter!
What a fine composer of my life!
What an author!
To designer!
I'm forever fixed on this, God!
[Bridge] [Ben & his Wife Alison]
What an artist
What a painter
What a fine, composer of my life
What an author! (what an author)
To designer (ah)
I'm forever fixed on this, God!
[Chorus]
What an artist!
What a painter!
What a fine composer of my life!
What an author!
To designer!
I'm forever fixed on this, God!
(Yeah!, yeah ah ah ah!)
[Outro] [Ben & his Wife Alison again]
Do you ever wonder?
Do you ever question?
You
Have you ever wondered
How this life goes by
We just here for the ride (yeah, ah)
Do you ever think of, when you got the start
Is this life some kind of weird out
And I'm just a paint, in the hand of a God who looks down with good aw
And it's canvas of life that i'm a autumn
And I'm apart of a picture that's meant to be more then a just
An expensive display of an artist now (yeah, ah)
[Chorus]
What an artist!
What a painter!
What a fine composer of my life!
What an author!
To designer!
I'm forever fixed on this, God!
(Yeah!, yeah ah ah ah!)
[Verse 2]
Have you ever thought of
Just you might be the source of the colors on your course
Did it ever occur to you
That your where's and your whys could be planned ahead
By a God who called you before you were born
To depart of the Kingdom that he designed
In advance for the ones who had moved upon
His great art and the find that the author was, (yeah, ah!)
[Chorus]
What an artist!
What a painter!
What a fine composer of my life!
What an author!
To designer!
I'm forever fixed on this, God!
[Bridge] [Ben & his Wife Alison]
What an artist
What a painter
What a fine, composer of my life
What an author! (what an author)
To designer (ah)
I'm forever fixed on this, God!
[Chorus]
What an artist!
What a painter!
What a fine composer of my life!
What an author!
To designer!
I'm forever fixed on this, God!
(Yeah!, yeah ah ah ah!)
[Outro] [Ben & his Wife Alison again]
Do you ever wonder?
Do you ever question?
You
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