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 can't judge her for that

she knows where her head is at



She's tangled up in you

she's laced up in your shoe

she's got a ladder to the sky

she's got a mad look in her eye

you can't judge her for that

she knows where her head is at



She moves in simple curves

she speakes in simple words

& it's simple to be in love with her

you can't judge her for that

she knows where her head is at



You call her home

& you want to move in

but a house is not a home & a home

is not a house when there's not enough

room for you

you call her home sweet home