I know a girl who could see my dreams in the mirror
With eyes as surreal as the sunrise
And a smile that could clear the grey sky morning
I know a girl with porcelain skin
Meant for more than just christmas tree ornamentation
She's pure inspiration, unhinged and unheard of
a certain some thing that's got me second guessing stealing glances
feeling anxious every chance I get to sit and be enchanted.

I know a girl who's pretty like poetry and hot like city lights
The spitting image of picture perfect mixed with sunlight through stained glass.
Beautiful on a bad day
Like classical music through radio static.
And my quick witted well written verse
Couldn't come close to describing those curves
I know a girl that truth be told this poets heart's already sold too
The light house and shore line when I'm sure I'm lost at sea.
An ice pack and life jacket through Hell and high water

I know a girl who asked me what I had to say so here it is.
I never meant to spit a flow to which there's no contemporary
I just want to let you know your anything but ordinary