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 Michaelangelo 
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 Michaelangelo 
And he would need the glow of dawn that paints the sky above, 
To try and paint a portrait of my love