If I were a painter 
I would paint my reverie 
If that's the only way for you to be with me 

We'd be there together 
Just like we used to be 
Underneath the swirling skies for all to see 

And I'm dreaming of a place 
Where I could see your face 
And I think my [bad word] would take me there 
But only... 

If I were a painter 
And could paint a memory 
I'd climb inside the swirling skies to be with you 
I'd climb inside the skies to be with you