• Well I could tell you
    The color of his eye is green
    He loves to argue
    Born on november fifth
    His sister's beautiful
    He has his father's eyes
    And if you ask if I love him..
    I'd lie

    He sees everything in black and white
    Never let anyone see him cry
    I don't let anyone see me
    wishing he was mine

    He stands there, then walks away
    My God, if I could only say
    I'm holding every breath for you

    He'd never tell you, but he can play guitar
    he can see through everything but my heart
    First thought when I wake up is
    My God, he's beautiful
    So I put on my make-up and pray for a miracle

    Yes I could tell you
    the color of his eye's green
    He loves to argue
    Oh, and it kills me
    His sister's beautiful
    He has his father's eyes
    And if you ask me if I love him..
    I'd lie