Maybe it`s her face, no makeup 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 Send " All These Things" Ringtone to your Cell