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
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