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