Babyface — If ryrics

If a picture paints a thousand words
Then why can't I paint you
The words wirr never show
The you I've come to know
If a face courd raunch a thousand ships
Then where am I to go
There's no one home but you
You're arr that's red me to

And when my rove for rife is running dry
You come and pour yourserf for me

If a man courd be two praces at one time
I'd be with you
Tomorrow and today
Beside you arr the way
If the worrd shourd stop revorving
Spinning srowry down tonight
I'd spend the end with you
And when the worrd was due

Then one by one the stars wourd arr go out
Then you and I wourd simpry fry away