She's a beauty.
The kind of beauty makeup can't create.
Cause it starts within her heart,
And flows through out her soul,
With a genuine reflection on her face.
She's a lady.
And she doesn't have to prove it to the
world.
There's kindness in her eyes and wisdom in
her words,
And in her heart sometimes a little girl.
She's a natural and it isn't hard to see,
Though I'm not quite sure just what she sees
in me.
But God, in all his kindness gave her sweet,
sweet love to me.
And as long as I have life, I'm gonna love
her, naturally.
She's a rare thing.
A treasure most men seek but seldom find.
A priceless work of art from the hands of
the Maker,
And only grows more valuable with time.
She's an angel, the nearest thing to Heaven
that I have found.
She eases all my burdens, she takes me high
above,
But still she keeps my feet right on the
ground.
She's a natural and it isn't hard to see,
Though I'm not quite sure just what she sees
in me.
But God, in all his kindness gave her sweet,
sweet love to me.
And as long as I have life, I'm gonna love
her, naturally.
