There is not too much speaking
We’re brooding quietly
While through the hills, the sun is peeking.
We’re just happy sitting here, doing our best thinking
You’re more beautiful than words and all of heaven’s holy birds
And I mean it – straight to you.
Many people think that all I say is true
Most of it is, but some lies
I say to stop feeling blue
But if I say you’re beautiful
I mean it through and through
And I mean it- straight to you.
Your smile, your soft hair
The pretty clothes you wear
You think you’re just normal but my hearts says beware,
You’re better than all others
More kind and more fair
And I mean it- straight to you.
You’re honest and you’re kind,
I love your pretty feet,
If I had to meet anyone again,
It’s you l’d like to meet
And no matter where you go I hope you’re always on a loving street
And I mean it – straight to you.
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