She likes the sunbeam through her lashes
as she takes the early morning train.
The conversations are her soundtrack,
they seem to belnd into refrain.
She gets attention from the men,
which she answers with a polite smile.
How they fall for her like shoolboys,
see them stumbeling their way down the aisle.
But she carries a picture
of me in her pocket
and she shows me her world form inside out
It feels so good to be near her
every step of the way
and it makes me feel so proud
Just to be around
She finds her way through the city
dancing her way through the streets.
With the clicking of her heels,
she seems to control every heartbeat.
And the birds they float around her,
singing songs as if she is their muse.
Everywhere she goes,
all the people seem to get confused.
But she carries a picture
of me in her pocket
and she shows me her world form inside out
It feels so good to be near her
every step of the way
and it makes me feel so proud
Just to be around
But she carries a picture
of me in her pocket
and she shows me her world form inside out
It feels so good to be near her
every step of the way
and it makes me feel so proud
Just to be around
I get to be around
Around, around yeah
