Stephen Speaks - All These Things lyrics

rate me

Maybe it's her face, no makeup at all

As she tells me she's not beautiful

Maybe it's her hair, soft golden and wind blown

As we drive through the streets of town

It could be all these things

But I think it's her smile

Maybe it's her laugh when she throws back and sighs

Or her eyebrows when I do something stupid

Maybe it's her smell, the lotion she wears

Or how my hands smell like country pear for days

You know it could be all these things

But I think mostly it is her smile

Cause I love to see her smile back at me

And I know she is happy

Maybe it's her touch, the feel of her hands

When she puts her tiny fingers in mine

Maybe it's her eyes gently searching my soul

Still nothing stirs me like when I see those lips roll

and I see her smile

Cause I love to see her smile back at me

And I know she is happy