If ...

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 ....

And 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, spinning slowly down to die
I'd spend the end with you

And when the world is through, then one by one the stars would all go out
The you and I, would simply fly away .