The Way She Looks At Me

Written by Michael S. Hysinger – michaelhysinger@yahoo.com

The way she looks - The way she walks - She does it all just how it should be

The way she smiles - The way she tells me how she wants it all to be

Simple and free

The way she laughs - The way she cries - Each time she kisses me goodbye

The way she’s there - The way she cares and all the things she does for me

You have to agree - She knows just how to be

Whenever I’m sad she sits with me - Holding my hand and setting me free

I wish you could see - The way she looks at me

The way she talks - The way she stares - The things she says with nothing spoken

The way she dreams - The way she seems to know just what she wants to be

So simple and free

The way she runs - The way she hides - Pretending that she’s really broken

The way she sees - That all she needs is always there right by her side

And if she would try - She knows that she could fly

Whenever I’m sad she sits with me - Holding my hand and setting me free

I wish you could see - The way she looks at me

And when I get cold I look in her eyes - Inviting me in to the fire inside

Oh - If you could see - The way she looks at me

Always smiling - Always free - Teaching everything to me

Like the sun up in the sky - Shines a light there in her eyes

The way she sits - The way she breathes - And in the simple way she wonders

The way she gives - The way she lives her life it’s clear for all to see

She’s simple and free

The way she moves - The way she weaves - She breaks the spell that we’re all under

The way she is - She bears a gift for all who look it sets them free

I think you’ll agree - She knows just how to be

Whenever I’m sad she sits with me - Holding my hand and setting me free

I wish you could see - The way she looks at me

And when I get cold I look in her eyes - Inviting me in to the fire inside

Oh - If you could see - The way she looks at me