Mrs. Stadler would you teach me how to paint to paint to paint Mrs. Stadler would you teach me how Mrs. Stadler your hair is turning grey i heard about yourself today i didn't wanna leave that way oh oh oh
if you see me again will you still be my friend why must we grow older, older and when we meet again just after freedom ends when the world is almost over, over will everything still be the same
i come in peace to drink your wine and find myself in photographs we're all crossing the starting line it hurts my head to think of this i want to be a space in time
Mrs. Stadler taught me to paint she told me to live my own way i've got a feeling it's so hard to say but your life will happen anyway oh oh oh
Mrs. Stadler taught me to paint she told me to live my own way i've got a feeling it's so hard to say but your life will happen anyway