I feel just like Picasso And you´re my masterpiece I painted you a lifetime Now what´s left are memories Oooh
Sunlight´s in the curtains Diamonds in the trees I gave you colors blue and gold As you lay upon the sheets
Something so familiar drawn from this blank page Every line from my hand takes me back to what I can´t erase No matter how I try, no matter what I do I´m still painting pictures of you
I could almost smell your perfume In each brush stroke of the flowers I left you tea from China Waiting in your sacred tower
Something so familiar drawn from this blank page
Every line from my hand takes me back to what I can´t erase No matter how I try, no matter what I do I´m still painting pictures of you
If I should go crazy, if I would go blind I´d still fill the canvas from the pictures in my mind If that´s the only way to make you mine
Something so familiar drawn from this blank page Every line from my hand takes me back to what I can´t erase No matter how I try, no matter what I do I´m still painting pictures of you