If

If a picture paints a thousands words

Then why can't I paint you?

The words would 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 here 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