Sketches

I've seen paintings that are real lives And I've seen real lives That are just sketches I can say because I've been inside of them And the deeper you go The smaller you get You're a line on a road Then a point on a pen, the deeper you go Thought my love for you was all time Turns out all that time, I never loved you Some of us can make a sketch of love to fall in And I did But love makes you grow So it never quite fit That the deeper I'd go The smaller I'd get, the deeper I'd go Went out walking just to see the sunrise Stayed the same size, turned pink and orange I can say 'cause I've been painting myself back