Sketch your life in the notebooks of my mind
Read to me the poems you write
Fall back into bed with a grace that love defined
Make my head a vessel that you light
Paint me with a style that flows and curls
I'll paint you with a style of the same
I'll be the starry night that spins and swirls
You be the start of my old flame
Don't tell me to leave you now
I just wouldn't know how