IíM NOT

I know that I donít have the eyes

You may have said are sweet

And I donít have the kind of smile

To ever make your knees go weak

My lips arenít special at all

Certainly not for you to kiss

And my ways are not that lovely

Yes, of course I know all this.

But I am something different

Something far from what you knew

For I believe that every perfect thing

Already lives inside of you