A PICTURE OF YOU

VERSE:
You sit in rapt attention there.
The screen is graced by your sweet stare.
Your fingers dance upon the keys,
in rhythm with the thoughts you tease,
but then you go,
and I've not said a word.

VERSE:
We sometimes in the hall will pass.
Our eyes will meet but it won't last.
Not quite as long as I'd prefer.
The moment's over in a blur.
The seconds come and go,
and then you're gone.

CHORUS:
If I could paint a picture of you,
I would paint the stars above you,
smiling down to grant your hearts desire.
I'd rather that you thought of me,
as more than pleasant company.
A touch of paint is all it might require.

GUITAR SOLO:

VERSE:
A lock of hair falls from its place,
and tumbles to caress your face.
A darker tint, a different hue.
The brush reveals a changing view.
The light is fading,
as you turn my way.

BRIDGE:
I don't know about promises,
to keep the dark at bay.
I just think that it seems a waste of time.
I'm sure it will work out.
Don't have a second doubt.
From now on,
things will be just fine.

CHORUS:
If I could paint a picture of you,
I would paint the stars above you,
shining down to grant my hearts desire.
I'd rather that you thought of me,
as more than pleasant company.
A touch of paint is all it might require.