歌词
There could never be a portrait of my love,
For nobody can 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 skies above
To try and paint a portrait of my love.
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