She Paints Landscapes
She paints landscapes
Her sun seeks out all colours
Blue sky, clouds fly
Trees of rich velour
I wish the sky she paints so blue were mine
She can paint my landscape any time
She wants to paint me
Her sun seeks out all colours
Blue sky, clouds fly
Trees of rich velour
I wish the sky she paints so blue were mine
She can paint my landscape any time
She wants to paint me
She draws portraits
Follows a lie to where it goes
Clear eyes, brows rise
Strangers that she knows
I wish the eyes she draws so clear were mine
She can draw my portrait any time
She wants to draw me
She spends her time
With her jealous lover muse
I spend my time
Staring at my shoes
All her cares disappear from her mind
I’ll be her jealous lover any time
She wants to love me
If she wants to love me