Portrait Of A Dream

Safe within my ivory tower

I contemplate the Manhattan skyline

can't see the woods for the trees

I watch the people way below

Moving in some other sort of lifetime...

And buildings that stand grey and tall

Look in through my window

But I want to see a patch of green...

I'll picture this upon a screen

And paint the grass

A thousand shades of summer

oh, in a portrait of a dream

I'll picture this in magazines

A photograph of fields in different colours

oh, in a portrait of a dream

Clouds are forming overhead

And rain falls in a testament of silence

feels like an omen to me

Above the city's concrete walls

The sun shines through and silhouettes the sidewalks...

And there beneath the gleaming spires

Small, yet so familiar

I see a perfect patch of green...

I'll picture this upon a screen

And paint the grass

A thousand shades of summer

oh, in a portrait of a dream

I'll picture this in magazines

A photograph of fields in different colours

oh, in a portrait of a dream

And every morning I will see out of my window

An illustration to my soul

it won't fade away

And in my hear I'll keep the memory

Like a photo

That's all I ever need to know...

Let the image come to me

Of nature's resurrection

And focus on a patch of green...

I'll picture this upon a screen

And paint the grass

A thousand shades of summer

oh, in a portrait of a dream

I'll picture this in magazines

A photograph of fields in different colours

oh, in a portrait of a dream