If

If a picture paints a thousand worlds, then how can I paint you?

The world will never show, and you have come to know.

If a face can launch a thousand ships, then I don't mind to go.

There's no one home but you.

And when my love for life is running dry

You come and pour yourself for me

If a man could bring to place a time when I will be with you

Tomorrow and today

Beside you all the way

If the world should stop revolving

Spinning slowly down to die

I'll spend the end with you

And when the world was through

Then one by one, the star would now go out

Then you and I would simply fly away