If I were a painting Captured on canvas Alone in the portrait I would stand And brush strokes bold
Yet soft as a whisper The work of a feminine hand Caught in a still life Surrounded by shadows And lost in a background of blue If I were a painting My price would be pain And the artist would have to be you I imagine the colors Would all run together If you ever allowed me to cry So don´t paint the tears Just let me remember me Without you in my eyes It´s only the frame That holds me together Or else I would be falling apart If I were a painting
I wouldn´t feel And you wouldn´t be breaking my heart