[Verse 1]
She walks through the kitchen, barefoot and free,
Sunlight in her hair, like a willow tree.
The coffee’s on, and the morning's still,
Her beauty's quiet, but it takes my will.
[Chorus]
She’s the prettiest thing I’ve seen,
More than the stars, or the fields so green.
No diamond shines, no sunset gleams,
Like her smile in the soft moonbeam.
[Verse 2]
Her hands are weathered, from years of care,
But they feel like heaven when they’re tangled there.
In mine, they rest, so steady, so true,
Every line tells a story I always knew.
[Prechorus]
She don’t need no fancy dress,
She don’t chase the world’s success.
[Chorus]
She’s the prettiest thing I’ve seen,
More than the stars, or the fields so green.
No diamond shines, no sunset gleams,
Like her smile in the soft moonbeam.
[Bridge]
There’s a fire in her, it’s gentle and kind,
A love that grows stronger with the passing of time.
Her beauty’s a whisper, it don’t shout loud,
But it lifts me higher than the tallest cloud.