Words are like pictures
Let me write a picture for you
A sent sweetly whispered in the air
Candles fill the room
Now the mood
That would be just you and me
Words are like pictures
The window to many dreams
The soul is set free
Words are like pictures
Let me write a picture for you
A blue sky, the smell of pine
Only nature to make us high
As we walk on the back roads
Our conversations is all about dreams
The more dreams we reveal
The more we hold inside
Just walking hand in hand
Words are like pictures
The window to many dreams
The soul set free
©Copyright 1993 Thomas Dooley
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