Portrait Lover

Can you see the light in my eyes
Beyond this deep black iris that you know
Can you hear the voices behind
The walls that leaves us sentimentally lonesome
In a plain black dress with a purple lace
She graces the beat of a jazz ballet
So come on dance now and don't you cry
And there ain't no place that I'd rather be
Just you and I at the matinee
With that look in your eyes
Well I could be your everything
You could be my everyone
I could be your special friend
You could be my only one
My skin is cold and I'm growing old
A time has come that can't be foretold
With a mind and a heart that breaks
Though i gave all my best to you
Would someone be hear to tell
The stories that I wrote
Though the world may have its idea of fame
Yet what's the point
They can't remember your name
So tell me now, am I not right
But in the quiet beneath the trees
Do you remember the days that were so beautiful
To me
Well I could be your everything
You could be my everyone
I could be your special friend
You could be my only one