You might have the prettiest face in the world.
It's them lips that has me hypnotized.
Maybe I love kissing them.
Maybe it because I love caressing them.

You might have the most attracted legs in the world.
It's them eyes above your gorgeous nose that has me memorized.
I can stare in them thousands of times.

Not because of my reflection.
Which I constantly see.
But because I see your love for me.

It's there.
You care.
It's there.
And it's real.

Now about that pretty face.
Which we all know is about your personal taste.
You're the one with the best.
Even if I'm the only one to confess it.

It's true.
That in my eyes.
There's no one prettier of more beautiful then you.

If there is.
Then she's not the object or any kind to me.

It's true.
It's real.
I truly, truly, truly do love you.