Writer(s): evans/damerell/hargreaves If a picture paints a thousands words Then why can't I paint you? The words would never show The you I've come to know If a ship is launched a thousands times Then where am I to go? There's no one here but you You're all that's left me too And when - my love - for life - is running dry You come - and pour - yourself - on me If a man could be two places at one time I'd be with you Tomorrow and today Beside you all the way If the world should stop revolving Slowly spinning down to die I'd spend the end with you And when the world was through Then one - by one - the stars - would all go out And you - and I - would simply fly away