I had a dream last night
It was a dream of an Angel
Her beauty was unforgettable
But you forget all dreams in time
I decided to draw a picture
To remember the ravishing Angel from y dream
I drew a portrait
A portrait of my Angel
She was my Angel
I have nothing to call her
For Angels have no names
My portrait of m y Angel is starting to develop
Her lips are silky
Her skin is like velvet
Her eyes are elegant and bright
None other can even match the radiance that is
My Angel
Not even Mother Nature herself can compare.
Her pose was elegant
Her eyes were delicate
She was an Angel from my dreams
She was my Angel
I was painting a portrait of my Angel
Her hair had the grace of a thousand unicorns
Her beauty was the most stunning thing in the world
Everything else is taboo
Any other love should be forbidden
I want her for myself
If only she existed
And not just a fragment of my imagination
If only I could touch her
If only?
If only?
My angel was beyond compare
If I had a wish right now
Only one single wish
It would be to be with the angel from my dreams.
I have never known love before
But when I saw my angel,
All I knew was love.
I had to finish my portrait of my angel
Before it got too late
Her legs were next, silky smooth
And her dainty little feet were last.
I finish my portrait of my Angel
And as I stood back to behold the beauty that had visited my dreams
I gasped aloud, unafraid
The resemblance was remarkable
It was almost impossible!
As I looked at the portrait of my angel
I saw what true love was
I saw?
I drew a Portrait of an Angel
I painted a picture of you?.