If

If a picture paints a thousand words

Then why can't I paint you?

The words will never show, then 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 tooAnd when my love for life is running dry

You come and pour yourself on meIf the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die

I'd spend the end with you

And when the world was throughThen one by one the stars would all go out

Then you and I would simply fly away