If

If a (A)picture paints a thousand words,

then why can't I paint (Bm7)you?

The words will never show the you I've come to know.

If a (A)face could launch a thousand ships,

then (A9)where am I to go?

There's no one home but you;

you're all that's left me (E7)too.

And when my love for life is running (D6)dry,

you (C#m7)come and pour (Bm7)yourself on (E7)me.

If a (A)man could be two places at one time,

I'd be with (Bm7)you tomorrow and today,

beside you all the way.

If the (A)world should stop revolving,

spinning (A9)slowly down to die,

I'd spend the end with you;

and when the world was (E7)through,

then one by one the stars would all go (D6)out.

Then (C#m7)you and I would (Bm7)self on (E7)me.

If a (Bm7)simply (D)fly (A)away.