If a picture paints a thousand 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 home but you,
you're all that's left me to

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
when the world was through

Then one by one
the stars would all go out
Then you and I
would simply fly away!