I was trying to draw a picture
I had of you on my mind
Went through all my greens and blues
But none were the right kind

I picked up different pencils
Nothing I did felt right
Your hair bright as the sun
My colors hadn't enough light

I stopped for a moment
Allowed myself to feel
With the memory of your smile
My drawing became real

My hands worked on their own
And the lines clicked into place
When I finally opened my eyes
I was staring at your face