There's something about the way she smiles
Makes me drives for miles and miles
I count the cones that line the way
The summer traffic goes for days
The something about the way she says 'Hi'
Thinks I'm a tard but still I'm her guy
There's distance yeah, but still we draw near
We call it off of what we fear
There's something about her
Crying to the moon like the wolves on her sweater
Pray to the gods of flea markets it'll all be better
The trailer where we danced to Rose colored glasses
The thin walls ensured we entertained the masses
There's something about the way that I am
When I'm with her I do what I can
To make her laugh to make her smile
I do what I can. I go the extra mile
There's something about the things that I feel
Is it too early to know if it's real?
There's something about her