I could paint your pictures all night longnAnd tell you tales of every songnStill let you know that you're the reasonnWhy I'm homennOr I could quote a page of poetrynTo show you what you mean to menAnd we go falling somewhere fasternKnowing we don't want to ever fall at allnnI just don't think that this will be easynSaying that you love menLying tongues are clumsynAnd don't speak when one more word would kill menSaying that you love menWhen lying tongues are clumsynnBut who am I to saynThat every breath we takenWon't be another pointless kiss we gave awaynWhen what we love we burnnIts from the ashes that we yearnnTo be the phoenix that rises from up from the flamesnnDon't think that this will be easynSaying that you love menWhen lying tongues are clumsynnDon't think that this will be easynSaying that you love menWhen lying tongues are clumsynnAnd don't speak when one more word would kill menSaying that you love menWhen lying tongues are clumsynnI could paint your pictures all night longnAnd tell you tales of every songnAnd let you know that you're the reason why I'm home