She is wonderful
I'd stare at her picture for hours
  Hell I'd even give her flowers.

  She is beautiful
I'd listen to her voice for days
  Hell I'd even give her praise.

  She is gorgeous
I'd look at her reflection for weeks
  Hell I'd even give her tweeks

  She could smell the flowers and know shes wonderful.
She could use the praise to feel better when shes beautiful
She could use the tweeks to feel shes gorgeous.

  I cant get enough of the softness of her voice.
Curious, does her skin feel the same as soft as I think her lips to be.
Im not that geek anymore. Im not the kid in the corner of the class.

  Speak softly to me oh lips of your, tell me what is now in store.
I dont believe I told her, that Im falling faster for her.
She has this way that makes me melt, every kiss and touch is felt.