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

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

and you and I would simply fly away