Story Behind The Song
This is a wistful song where the singer wishes she was a writer so that she could write a story where her lover never left. She wishes she was a painter so she could paint a picture where her lover stayed. She is neither of these things and the relationship is over.
Song Description
This is a wistful love song reflecting the sadness of a relationship break up. The singer is thinking that, had she been able to write a story about him never leaving, or paint a picture where they stayed together, they would still be together. She blames herself for not being able to do this. The song is 80bpm in 4/4 time and is 4:32 mind in length.
| Song Length |
4:32 |
Genre |
Pop - Easy Listening, Folk - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Moving, Poignant |
Subject |
Lost Love, Sadness |
| Similar Artists |
Adele, Elton John |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
I wish I was a writer
I'd write you a story about how life was meant to be
I wish I was a painter
I'd paint you a picture of how you'd stay and never leave
But I am me
And I am neither
A writer, a painter or anyone you want to see
Oh silly me
Oh silly me
And if I was a writer
I'd write about the story
About the boy and the girl and the love they shared in all its glory
How time elapses
How relationships move on and on and love collapses
How sad the story
How sad the story
And if I was a painter
I'd paint them never leaving
No more anger or tears or the empty hollowness of grieving
About the dreaming
How he's there in her mind every night enforces her believing
There was no leaving
There was no leaving
I wish I was a writer
I'd write you a story about how life was meant to be
I wish I was a painter
I'd paint you a picture of how you'd stay and never leave
But I am me
And I am neither
A writer, a painter or anyone you want to see
Oh silly me
Oh silly me
If we're apart
Why does my heart
Not believe it
If we're apart
Why won't my mind
Ever leave it
Never leave it
I wish I was a writer
I'd write you a story about how life was meant to be
I wish I was a painter
I'd paint you a picture of how you'd stay and never leave
But I am me
And I am neither
A writer, a painter or anyone you want to see
Oh silly me
Oh silly me
I wish I was a writer
I'd write a novel
I wish I was a painter
I'd paint a picture
But I am me
And I am neither
A writer
A painter
Oh silly me
Oh silly me
Oh silly me