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 -
and now you've left me, too
.
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
and when the world was through.
then, one by one,
the stars would all go out. . .
.
. . .and you and I,
would simply fly away. . .
.
BREAD

5 comments:

Dave said...

Sorry I wasn't here yesterday. the Chinese locked me out of my own blog, so I couldn't get to my blog-roll to find my friends. Sobs.

Gordie said...

There was a really good documentary about Carla Lane on the BBC last night. I never realised that the Boswell family (from Bread) were originally in the Liver Birds.

Mel said...

*sigh*

It's a beautifully sad song. I musta played that suck a bazillion times, over and over and over again.....

Anonymous G said...

Another beautiful, sad (it might be filed under sappy, but i don't think so) song....

thanks. again. for the memory.

mig bardsley said...

Well I should think not! *no apologies* :) It's a lovely song.

Otherwise, I suddenly wondered how Escher drew his right hand. Was he ambidextrous? Or did he use a mirror?