寫的好美

Painter Song





If I were a painter

I would paint my reverie

If that's the only way for you to be with me



We'd be there together

Just like we used to be

Underneath the swirling skies for all to see



And I'm dreaming of a place

Where I could see your face

And I think my brush would take me there

But only...



If I were a painter

And could paint a memory

I'd climb inside the swirling skies to be with you

I'd climb inside the skies to be with you

















Turn Me On





Like a flower

Waiting to bloom

Like a lightbulb

In a dark room

Im just sittin here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on



Like the desert waiting for the rain

Like a school kid waiting for the spring

Im just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on



My poor heart

Its been so dark

Since youve been gone

After all your the one who turns me off

You're the only one who can turn me back on



My Hi-fi is waiting for a new tune

My glass is waiting for some fresh ice cubes

I'm just sitting here waiting for you

To come on home and turn me on

Turn me on