You've always been bashful
You're just that way
But your eyes are like billboards
They give you away
Your mouth is a trumpet
Somebody else plays
Long after the note's gone
The tone ussually stays
And you're chest, a fine pillow
With lining, a feather
Your hair is a valley
your strands stick together
Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano
Played by a mind that the Lord only knows
The tongue of an angel floats in red wine,saliva

Your face can't be captured by pictures or words
And your voice is a music that I've never heard
Your skin is a cream out beyond measure
Your nose is a peak never touched by the weather
Your fingers are keys from the grandest piano
Played by a soul that the Lord only knows.
Ooohhhhh, Ooohhhhh