She takes the worse of me and makes it better.
She accepts the greatest part of me and makes it greater.
She just don't know, how great she is?

She don't have to be the best looking woman upon this earth.
Except in my eyes, she'll be the prettiest.
She just don't know, how great she is?

She enhance the word  love every time it's spoken.
She is a trophy to me and not a token.
She's unforgettable and honestly remarkable
Yes, she makes being in love wonderful.
She's a keeper.

Strange that I should say this.
But I'm basing it upon those that left a good woman.
Only to have a few regrets.
And then begins to question why it is?

This love of mine.
Just don't know , how great she is?
She don't know.
And if she did, I'm sure she won't admit.
She's to humble to acknowledge it.

Even when you're offering all kinds of compliments