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If a picture paints a thousand words, Then why can't I paint you? The words will 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 too. And when my love for life is running dry, You come and pour yourself on me.
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And if I 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, Then you and I would simply fly away. . . .
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BREAD

4 comments:

Mel said...

The good news is I can still name that tune!

The bad news--LOL I'm humming it at four in the morning.

*humming*

Mel said...

The ship reminds me of the Geoff Hunt print on the livingroom wall.

I like tallships. :-)

Dave said...

So do I. I was born 200 years too late for my true vocation.

Gordie said...

Mmmm, beautiful, and free.