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