Lines on your face don't bother me 
Down in my chair when you dance over me 
I can't help myself 
I've got to see you again 

Late in the night when I'm all alone 
And I look at the clock and I know you're not home 
I can't help myself 
I've got to see you again 

I could almost go there 
Just to watch you be seen 
I could almost go there 
Just to live in a dream 

But no I won't go for any of those things
To not touch your skin is not why I sing 
I can't help myself
I've got to see you again 

I could almost go there
Just to watch you be seen 
I could almost go there 
Just to live in a dream 

No I won't go to share you with them 
But oh even though I know where you've been 
I can't help myself 
I've got to see you again

Oh I can't help myself 
I've got to see you again

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