December The Seventh

She's beautiful like a summerday
And when she walks into the room, everything is brighter
She changed the whole world
When she came into it, everybody just stopped and looked
'Cause she is real different, from everybody
When people hear her voice
The bird just stop singing
They wanna hear more from her
From the beautiful girl who's standing there
Everybody watching her
But nobody tells her
What she makes us feel, makes us look at her
She thinks she's nothing special
'Cause we don't tell her how perfect she is
She thinks she's the girl without personality
But we know, she is the girl with the bright eyes
The pretty face
The sweet voice
The adroable smile
The beautiful body
The soft hair
She's special
She's the one
And she is the only