Saturday, October 21, 2006

If i were a painter

If i were a painter,
I would paint my memory
If that's the only way for you to be with me

We'd be there together
Just like we used to be
Underneath the swirling skies for all to see

And i'm dreaming of a place
Where i could see your face
And i think
my brush would take me there

But only, if i were a painter
And could paint a memory
Climb inside the swirling skies
To be with you

And i'm dreaming of a place
Where i could see your face
And i think my brush would take me there

But only, if i were a painter
And could paint a memory
Climb inside the swirling skies
To be with you

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