There could never be a portrait of my love
For nobody could paint a dream You will never see a portrait of my love For miracles are never seen
Anyone who sees her, soon forgets the Mona Lisa
It would take I know, a Michelangelo
And he would need the glow of dawn that paints the sky above To try and paint a portrait of my love
It would take I know, a Michelangelo
And he would need the glow of dawn that paints the sky above, To try and paint a portrait of my love |
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