She glows around you like the
moon
She smiles at her reflection in a
spoon
She reads expensive magazines
She sees herself in everything
You cant judge her for that
She knows
where her head is at
Shes tangled up
in you
Shes laced up in your shoe
Shes
got a ladder to the sky
Shes got a mad look
in her eye
You cant judge her for
that
She knows where her head is at
She moves in simple curves
She
speaks in simple words
and its simple to be
in love with her
You cant judge her
for that
She knows where her head is at
You call her home
and you want to
move in
but a house in not a home and a
home
is not a house when theres not
enough
room for you
You call her home
Sweet Home
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