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