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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I would have done it differently...
Underneath the swirling skies for nobody but you to see
Just like it never was
Just like it never will be
But surely for you and for you only to see.
... But equally in silence.
wtf?
ssh... calm down!...
censure me if you like, but no blasphemies on this blog please, your rule.
Outra das minhas regras é poder apagar comments discricionariamente, fruto da tensãozinha autocrática que às vezes me corre nas veias.
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