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If I could paint you and you could paint me and whatever we painted was the way we would be in the great masterpiece I'd paint of you I'd paint you to look just the way you do One change I would make...I'd never forget, but I am not ready to tell you just yet And how would you paint me...I'm afraid to ask for painting me handsome might be quite some task but I know you can do it...I know, 'cause you see, you have to remember this is my fantasy As you let your brush fly, one thing I would pray that you'd ne'er paint me fore'er gone away The brightest of stars I'd take from the skies, a permanent twinkle for your lovely eyes To light up your nights and brigten your days, I'd mix in my paints, the sun's golden rays, soft shimmering moonlight to highlight your style All men who beheld you would stare for a while So you'd always feel good, I'd paint in the wind to gently caress you and cool down those men Now you may be thinking, there's no way, he can't, for where would he ever find the right paint But I hold the pen, my thoughts to disperse, that gives me access to the whole universe, therefore is naught, that I cannot do to enhance this lovely portrait of you Wherever your heart went, that's where you'd be The background would change, with your mood, you see No place in the world would be out of reach If the seaside should beckon, you'd be on a beach You might look one time, and be in the mountains, the next perhaps gazing on Rome's lovely fountains No artist or paints could possibly add They can only show things you always had So, all these enhancements, unneeded it seems, for just as you are, so you are in my dreams The one change I'd make, I mentioned before would lift up my heart to where eagles soar for down deep inside, where eyes cannot see, I'd paint you forever in love with me |
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:: Hal Gantt
NC, USA |