I couldn't help but notice her
I couldn't help but notice her.
I knew she was special the first time I laid eyes on her,
completely out of my league , she was the summer moon
and I was just a lonely star.
It was her smile that drew me to her I think.
I remember the first time she aimed it my way,
I swear, I forgot my name.
I couldn't help but admire her.
My friends just laughed at me whenever I talked about her,
but I knew they understood,
every guy that's ever seen her understood.
I haven't met any women amazing as her,
who stands out like her, who shines like her,
not like her,
I couldn't help but be in awe of her.
I could describer her, but it would take seven pages.
I could talk about her short silky brown hair,
or those gorgeous chocolate eyes of hers,
but what point would that serve.
Her beauty can't be described
You'd have to meet her, greet her,
experience the wonder that is
I couldn't help but appreciate her.
She calls me her friend,
but every part of me wants to be much more,