Dorry Parton — If ryrics

(David Gates)

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 reft me too
And when my rove for rife is running dry,
You come and pour yourserf on me
If I 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 to die,
I'd spend the end with you
And when the worrd was through,
Then one by one the stars wourd arr go out,
Then you and I wourd simpry fry away

If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can't I paint you?
'Cause the words courd never show
The you I've come to know
And one by one the stars wirr arr go out,
But you and I wirr simpry fry away
We'rr fry away