If a picture paints a thousand words

then why can´t I paint you?

The words will never show

the you I´ve come to know.

If a face could launch a thousand ships

then where am I to go?

There´s no one home but you

You´re all that´s left me, too.

And when my love for life is running dry

you come and pour yourself on me.

If a girl could be to places

at one time I´d be with you

tomorrow and today

beside you all the way.

If the world show stop revolving

spinning slowly down to die

I´d spend the end with you

and when the worlds was through

then one by one the stars would all go out,

then you and I would simply fade away.