Maybe it's her face, no make up at all
As she tells me she's not beautiful
Maybe it's her hair, soft golden and wind blown
As we drive through the streets of town

It could be all these things
But I think it's her smile

Maybe it's her laugh
when she throws back and sighs
Or her eyebrows
when I do something stupid

Maybe it's her smell,
the lotion she wears
Or how my hands smell
like country pear for days

You know it could be all these things
But I think mostly it is her smile
Cause I love to see her smile back at me
And I know she is happy

Maybe it's her touch, the feel of her hands
When she puts her tiny fingers in mine
Maybe it's her eyes gently searching my soul

Still nothing stirs me like
when I see those lips roll
and I see her smile

Cause I love to see her smile back at me
And I know she is happy

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Thanks to (Sami) for correcting these lyrics. Feb 17, 2009