Dear, thy not fear to love someone...
I've felt the pain of not being loved..
For life can be painted beautiful
With events and people blissful
Take the pain out of you my dear
I'll never come to you so near
Never you worry for this saint
I wish you should just love, to paint
Never paint your grievings of begone love
Paint the fresh ones you really care and love
I'll be a lover in disguise
Which shalt be thy advice
Let thy hand never have me painted
If its going to make it tainted
I'll respect and love you with honor
Eventhough you paint me with a blank toner
I'll begin to paint one
Which I'll never show it to anyone
It'll be your lovely portait
Start painting dear...
I'd like to look it before I die..
To die with the satifaction
Of you letting me in your life and love for a few mins.