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If a picture paints a thousand words,
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then why can't I paint you?
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The words will never show the you I've come to know.
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if a face could launch a thousand ships,
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then where am I to go?
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There's no one home but you, You're all that's left me too.
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And when my love for life is running dry,
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you come and pour yourself on me.
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If a man could be two places
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at one time I'd be with you.
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Tommorrow and today, beside you all the way.
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If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
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I'd spend the end with you. And when the world was through,
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Then one by one the stars would all go out,
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then you and I would simply fly away
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