Из альбома: Halos & Horns
Writer David Gates
If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why canґt I paint you?
The words will never show
The you Iґve come to know
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
Then where am I to go?
Thereґs no one home but you,
Youґre all thatґs left me too
And when my love for life is running dry,
You come and pour yourself on me
If I could be two places at one time,
Iґd be with you
Tomorrow and today,
Beside you all the way
If the world should stop revolving
Spinning slowly down to die,
Iґd 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
If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why canґt I paint you?
'Cause the words could never show
The you Iґve come to know
And one by one the stars will all go out,
But you and I will simply fly away
We'll fly away