Watercolour Ponies Lyrics - Watson Wayne

Wayne Watson 

There are watercolour ponies 

On my refrigerator door 

And the shape of something I don't really recognize 

Brushed with careful little fingers 

And put proudly on display 

A reminded to us all of how time flies 

Seems an endless mound of laundry 

And a stairway laced with toys 

Gives a blow by blow reminder of the war 

That we fight for their well-being 

For their greater understanding 

To impart a holy reverence for the Lord 

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But baby, what will we do 

When it comes back to me and you 

They look a little less like little boys every day 

Oh the pleasure of watchin' the children growin' 

Is mixed with a bitter cup 

Of knowin' the watercolour ponies 

Will one day ride away 

And the vision can get so narrow 

As you view thru your tiny world 

And little victories can go by with no applause 

But in the greater evaluation 

As they fly from your nest of love 

May they mount up with wings as eagles for His cause 

Chorus