It's no question, you're my muse
An adonis, on my canvas
Stark gaze found in my landscape's brightest blue's
And your blush cheeks, in the roses

Your lips are pretty but your words are damn surreal
One look from you and my heart's an acrobat
Your eyes are stunning as the view from a ferris wheel
I won't paint you, how could I possibly paint that

On the walls, there's sketches and portraits
Strangers, and faces I designed
Could study you for hours and it would be worth it
Though on my paper there won't be a single line

Waking up with you each day
Calling when we're hours away
There's too much for me to convey
I won't paint you

Your lips are pretty but your words are damn surreal
One look from you and my heart's an acrobat
Your our eyes are stunning as the view from a ferris wheel
I won't paint you, how could I possibly paint that

How could I possibly paint that
That
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