When I met you I was cold and alone and depressed I hear you're oppressed too Cause it's hard to dress like the best Wanna hold you tight In the middle of the night Put my hand under your top Holy mo Now I've met you And I'm cold, alone and a wreck I'm a mess too But man, things are goin' my way Gonna hold you tight Middle of the night Putting my hand under your top Holy mo And I'll paint the sky blue for you I'll paint the sky blue for you For you, for you, yeah I ain't a soldier Just like Jesus taught ya And I'll paint the sky blue for you I'll paint the sky blue for you For you