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 man could be two places at one time,
I´d be with you.
Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I´d spend the end with you.
And when the world was through,
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
Then you and I would simply fly away