I Could paint the sun and the moon. And the stars straight down from the sky. Carve your likeness in stone. Down to the light that shines in your eyes. Build a church in your honor. Stained glass windows facing east. Loving you is my masterpiece. Love you for who you are. I love you for who you may never be. From downtown all the way up to 142nd street. And all of my possessions mean less than the very least. Loving you is my masterpiece. There's no time like now. There is no place like here. So throw your loving arms around me dear. And I'll lean on you like a beggar. Leans upon the moonlit streets. Loving you is my masterpiece