I like to dream I like to paint the pictures
Of someone else who likes to paint the pictures
Of those who loves, who likes to tell the stories
About the things that I’ve been never worried

The world that I created, I will show you
Now we can spend together all the days through
I painted before I’ve met you on the road
I painted to lead you to my home

Oh sweety!
Have you ever seen the sun, the sun that never goes down?
I did it!
You will never have a clue, that I’m painting you!
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I think I know what gonna make you bright
Those moments I will help impress in your mind
I’ll take my [bad word] and put the sunlight on you
I wait no answer from you!

With every touch I paint you my dream
And if your colors someday will grow dim
To me I’ll have no reasons to explain
I tenderly will paint you again
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I like to dream I like to paint the pictures
Of those who loves, who likes to tell the stories
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