It Keeps Snowing - No. 5 1948 Lyrics

I've been talking on the phone for hours and I
Keep hearing the same damn voice
But the words keep changing and I'm not sure
How to keep track of you anymore
I'm in love with you, no idea who I'm talking to

I hope you turn me to a masterpiece, well
Maybe that's a little masochistic of me
Paintings on you never look the same
As they did with paint covered on my

Forget what I said, make your breathing even again
Forget what I said, make your breathing even again

I haven't felt real in weeks
Turn the pain into passion before it takes you by the knees
I've been flittering in and out of everything
Of reality, of love of things, I can't recall my memory

I hope you turn me to a masterpiece, well
Maybe that's a little masochistic of me
Paintings on you never look the same
As they did with paint covered on my
I hope you turn me to a masterpiece, well
Maybe that's a little masochistic of me
Paintings on you never look the same
As when we called this love