I cannot even draw a straight line
My masterpiece is a doodle stick man
My drawing of a heart doesn't look like one
But I'd want to show you the visions that I have
I'd like to sketch a portrait of you
Like Jack on Titanic would do
Or paint a thousand sunsets
Like what Michael learnt to do
I'd like to draw those sceneries we see
Or that image of your back as you sleep
The image of our hands intertwined
Paint the colors you gave my life when it was black and white
But I cannot draw..
I've been jealous of those who can
Express their love through drawing or painting
But I cannot draw
What my eyes saw
I cannot draw
Those comic strips
With our love story in it
I just have no talent in this field
I cannot draw
So the least I can do is write
Draw words from my soul and rhyme
Paint words to rhyme
Sketch stories into words and color them to rhyme
I cannot draw
But I can write
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 9:21 PM UTC
I cannot even draw a straight line
My masterpiece is a doodle stick man
My drawing of a heart doesn't look like one
But I'd want to show you the visions that I have
I'd like to sketch a portrait of you
Like Jack on Titanic would do
Or paint a thousand sunsets
Like what Michael learnt to do
I'd like to draw those sceneries we see
Or that image of your back as you sleep
The image of our hands intertwined
Paint the colors you gave my life when it was black and white
But I cannot draw..
I've been jealous of those who can
Express their love through drawing or painting
But I cannot draw
What my eyes saw
I cannot draw
Those comic strips
With our love story in it
I just have no talent in this field
I cannot draw
So the least I can do is write
Draw words from my soul and rhyme
Paint words to rhyme
Sketch stories into words and color them to rhyme
I cannot draw
But I can write
