Without A Face

Paint a picture, play around
Look at us we're upside down
Dazzling colours fill the page
Who could guess you are your age?
All the rooms are out of place
There's me without a face

Oh you like to write about it
In your prettiest disguise

What a big smile, what a frown
You're dancing and jumping like a clown
You choose the best string to pull on
Then we move about to your song
Maybe fall down to your knees
In a world of make believe

Oh you like to pine about it
So incensed, so enraged
Your words fall down like water
Spilling off the page

Oh you like to pine about it
In your prettiest disguise
And words fall down like water
Spilling from your eyes