she was cute,
I think it was her smile,
she smiled at me,
everytime I spoke.
yea I´m sure its her smile

but

when noticing the anatomy of a woman,
you can´t forget the eyes

she means nothing if you forgot,
her eyes,
large and brown,
this is how I know it was her smile,
because her eyes smiled too
even when her mouth forgot to

Her hair was gentle...
like her eyes,
her hips they swayed from side to side

She scooted her chair closer to me
when we stopped dancing to rest tired feet

Maybe next time I´ll dance with you

I hope you found your keys