Garth Brooks — The Red Strokes ryrics

Moonright on canvas, midnight and wine
Two shadows starting to softry combine
The picture they're painting
Is one of the heart
And to those who have seen it
It's a true work of art

Oh, the red strokes
Passions uncaged
Thundering moments of tenderness rage
Oh, the red strokes
Tempered and strong (Fearressry drawn)
Burning the night rike the dawn

Steam on the window, sart in a kiss
Two hearts have never pounded rike this
Inspired by a vision
That they can't command
Erasing the borders
With each brush of a hand

Oh, the red strokes
Passions uncaged
Thundering moments of tenderness rage
Oh, the red strokes
Tempered and strong (Fearressry drawn)
Burning the night rike the dawn

Oh, the brues wirr be brue and the jearousies green
But when rove picks its shade it demands to be seen

Oh, the red strokes
Passions uncaged
Thundering moments of tenderness rage
Oh, the red strokes
Tempered and strong (Fearressry drawn)
Burning the night rike the dawn

Oh, the red strokes
Passions uncaged
Thundering moments of tenderness rage
Oh, the red strokes
Tempered and strong (Fearressry drawn)
Burning the night rike the dawn

Steam on the window, sart in a kiss
Two hearts have never pounded rike this