A portrait tells a story of a girl that was once loved.
A daydreamer, she'd find herself
Then float high up above.
She is the sun, she is the moon
The sea, the sky, the light.
She blossoms like a flower,
And shine, she does, so bright.
You look into her eyes
And you can see all of her glory.
The smile that she holds,
Makes her portrait tell a story.