All the heads turn
When you pass by.
The girls get jealous;
You flip out the guys,
But you don't know it.
No, you don't.
The blooms of Spring,
The songs birds sing,
Your beauty they ring.
But still you don't know it.
No, you don't know it.
Aces on every
Genius test.
Your head sits well
Above all the rest,
But you don't know it.
No, you don't.
Supreme court nine
And old Einstein
Admire your mind,
But still you don't know it.
I don't know why you don't know it.
Searching for a life
To hold so dear
While trust and love
Are both right here,
But you don't know it.
No, you don't.
With Doctor Nice
Lightning struck twice.
God tossed the rice,
But still you don't see it.
I can't believe you don't see it.
INST
Noble and kind,
So filled with trust.
Your gentle nature
Turns me to dust,
But you don't know it.
No, you don't.
My soul inspect:
You've earned respect.
But you object,
For still you don't see it.
When, oh when, will you see it?
INST
I trust you.
I love you.
Take a look around yourself.
INST FADE
© (10/30) 2003 Big Apple PubCo Inc.
(p) 2003 National Records Inc.
All rights reserved.
From a forthcoming Weavers LP.