Anyway

Bless the day, this restoration is complete

Dirty dusty something must be underneath

So I scrape and I scuff, though it's never quite enough

I'm starting to see me finally

A gallery of paintings new and paintings old

I guess it's no surprise that I'm no Michael Angelo

Every layer of mine hides a lovely design

It might take a little patience, it might take a little time

But you called me beautiful

When you saw my shame

And you placed me on the wall

Anyway

You who have begun this work will someday see

A portrait of the holiness you meant for me

So I polish and shine, 'til it's easier to find

Even an outline of mine

But you called me beautiful

When you saw my shame

And you placed me on the wall

Anyway

Anyway

And you placed me on the wall

Anyway