I once painted a picture of you
Directly from my dreams
I made your eyes the bluest hue
With the slightest touch of green.
I added your hair, with love and care
And a smile thats far from mean
I envisioned a dress, your sunday best
In a color thats so pristine.
I once painted a picture of you
Dancing in a field
The grass still had its morning dew
Which moistened up your heels.
I captured the sun, with rays that run
As the moon began to kneel
I pictured your face, with beauty and grace
Which all had seemed too real.
I once painted a picture of you
But now a whole new scene
Because the girl I thought I knew
Was different from my dreams.
I portrayed the day dark and gray
Without a sunny beam
I painted your feet, touching the street
Walking away from me.