Portrait

Your hands tracing my neck Wood beams run on the ceiling like chills down my back Curtains float with the wind Bare walls and dim halls we could get lost in You sit so still This silence, so sharp it could kill Can't you tell? Behind these shadows, do I hide it well? Portrait painter what do you see? Behind these brown eyes flecked with green Will you paint the sadness in my stare? Or will you leave me with a smile and ribbons flowing through my hair? If you only knew, these edges wouldn't seem so smooth A dancer, a poet, a dream A doctor, or a writer Someone inspiring Soft when the dawn hits me Violence in my nightmares and violets in your fantasies What's she like? The girl you dance with when you close your eyes Hold on tight She'll slip away in the middle of the night Portrait painter what do you see? Behind these brown eyes flecked with green Will you paint the sadness in my stare? Or will you leave me with a smile and ribbons flowing through my hair? If you only knew, these edges wouldn't seem so smooth Do you think of me laying in your bed? Candles lit and two silhouettes Ruffled sheets and pillows thrown My cheeks flushed with permanent rose Or do you think of me with another man? My broken heart and his heavy hand Portrait painter what do you see? Behind these brown eyes flecked with green Will you paint the sadness in my stare? Or will you leave me with a smile and ribbons flowing through my hair? If you only knew, these edges wouldn't seem They wouldn't seem so smooth If you only knew, these edges wouldn't seem They wouldn't seem so smooth If you only knew, these edges wouldn't seem They wouldn't seem so smooth