If I were a painting
Captured on canvas
Alone in the portriat I would stand
And brush strokes bold
Yet soft as a whisper
The work of a feminine hand
Caught in a still life
Surrounded by shadows
And lost in a background of blue
If I were a painting
My price would be pain
And the artist would have to be you
I imagine the colors
Would all run together
If you ever allowed me to cry
So don`t paint the tears
Just let me remember me
Without you in my eyes
It`s only the frame
That holds me together
Or else I would be falling apart
If I were a painting
I wouldn`t feel
And you wouldnt be breaking my heart