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