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