Every Picture I Paint — текст песни (teenage fanclub)

See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I`d love to say it her
Kiss her lips, they`re wet with spit
It`s more a flavor, taste like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine

You`re very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn`t capture you

You`re very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn`t capture you

See her lying in my bed
My pillow stuffed beneath her head
Her hair is like a sea of gold
I`d love to say it her
Kiss her lips, they`re wet with spit
It`s more a flavor, taste like wine
Sticking something cold inside
Those eyes leave goosebumps on my spine

You`re very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn`t capture you

You`re very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn`t capture you

You`re very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn`t capture you

You`re very presence turns me dear
It takes a hundred thousand colors to paint you
And every picture that I paint doesn`t capture you