Story Behind The Song
I was once walking in Sausalito and saw a woman dancing on a rooftop with great freedom to "Eye of the Tiger." I never knew her, but imagined the story based on seeing her dancing.
Song Description
A man observes how his new love, an artist, has a body and spirit so beautiful that she is art herself creating art
| Song Length |
3:21 |
Genre |
Pop - General, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
In High Spirits, Enchanting |
Subject |
Falling in Love, Femininity |
| Similar Artists |
Donovan, Hollies |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Art Creating Art
She thinks I'm sleeping.
But out of the corner of my eye
I see her reflection.
She stands naked, brush in hand,
Before a canvas,
Painting something I can't see.
She's art creating art,
She stands like a ballerina,
Her body should be carved in marble,
And placed next to David in Florence,
She?s art creating art.
How did I get here?
Her solo dance, her spirit free,
Upon a high porch.
My curious eyes, her finger pointed
To come in,
Her light green dress fell to the floor.
She's art creating art,
She stands like a ballerina,
Her body should be carved in marble,
And placed next to David in Florence,
She?s art creating art.
The beauty of her soul flows through her paintings,
A master?s touch against soft cello music,
I?m feeling very mortal lying near her,
Will she see me again?
She's art creating art,
She stands like a ballerina,
Her body should be carved in marble,
And placed next to David in Florence,
She?s art creating art.