I see right through those deep green eyes
Right through to the core
Right where even she doesn\'t see but every so often any more...
Contemplating her composure so she fits the new known her...
Unknowingly blind to the beauty that\'s inside and out
Surprisingly unjustifiably coincidental no doubt
I think she is undoubtably beautiful
And she says the same about me
We can\'t see what is unknown to us
But we can have faith in the WE...
I think she is beautiful
And she thinks that about me
I believe her
Now can she just believe me...?
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Is that why she doesn\'t see the pedestal that I hold her?
No pressure and no rush baby
Your right where you need to be
No standard and no brush baby
Trust in yourself and trust in me...