If I were a painter
I would paint my reverie,
If that's the only way for you to be with me.
We'd be there together
Just like we used to be,
Underneath the swirling skies for all to see.
And I'm dreaming of a place
Where I could see your face
And I think my brush would take me there
But only...
If I were a painter
And could paint a memory,
I'd climb inside the swirling skies to be with you,
I'd climb inside the skies to be with you.
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