I feel just like Picasso
And you're my masterpiece
I've painted you a lifetime
Now what's left are memories

Sunlight through the curtains
Diamonds in the trees
I gave you colors blue and gold
As you lay upon the sheets

Something so familiar
Drawn from this blank page
Every line from my hand
Takes me back to what I can't erase
No matter how I try
No matter what I do
I'm still painting pictures of you

I could almost smell your perfume
In each brush stroke of the flowers
I left you tea from China
Waiting in your sacred tower

Something so familiar
Drawn from this blank page
Every line from my hand
Takes me back to what I can't erase
No matter how I try
No matter what I do
I'm still painting pictures of you.

If I should go crazy
If I would go blind
I'd still fill the canvas
From the pictures in my mind
If that's the only way to make you mine

It was something so familiar
Drawn from this blank page
Every line from my hand
Takes me back to what I can't erase
No matter how I try
No matter what I do
I'm still painting pictures
I'm always painting pictures
Still painting pictures of you