She was always odd, that one-
It’s not that she’s not charming-
She is, in fact, well liked-
Everyone knows she’s beautiful-
But, you see, she’s just not like the rest of us.
It’s not that she’s not charming-
She is, in fact, well liked-
Everyone knows she’s beautiful-
But, you see, she’s just not like the rest of us.
She sort of glows-
Her soul comes through her eyes,
Like light through glass-
When she laughs, the world turns to listen-
Nobody knows what she thinks about!
She’s kind of mysterious-
It’s not that we don’t like her, really-
It’s just that she’s odd.
Her soul comes through her eyes,
Like light through glass-
When she laughs, the world turns to listen-
Nobody knows what she thinks about!
She’s kind of mysterious-
It’s not that we don’t like her, really-
It’s just that she’s odd.