Portrait - Rosanne Cash

I have a portrait of my man

Two strong arms, two gentle hands

And a heart that stays a mystery to me

And the portrait in my head

Is not a stranger to my bed

Like the real man that I love has come to be

The man I long to see is like a shadow in my dreams

And the portrait is who keeps me company

The man I want to hold would never let our love grow cold

But the real man hides his love away from me

I have a portrait in my mind

Of two hearts that beat in time

And the rhythm that is not so hard to feel

But a picture of a dream

Is never what it seems

And the steps we take don’t make picture real

The man I thought I knew is a vision veil removed

Keeps me wondering how it’s gonna be

The man I want to touch doesn’t comfort me as much

As his picture that I hold so close to me

I thought I knew him

Now I see right through him

I have a portrait of my man

Too little time to understand

A heart that stays a mystery to me

And the picture in my heart

Is not a stranger in the dark

And not afraid to be the man he could be