SWEET SMILE

Sweet smile is a resting face She's alright, whatever the case Walking carefree down the street Taking steps, to her own beat The few things that she holds dear She keeps close, always near Man, I wanna be, one of them (Ah, ah, ah) (Ah, ah, ah) Two hundred and fifty-five days I don't believe, but still I pray Just in case it helps my case To appeal to the heavenly loves The first time I saw her face Sent me into outer space And I haven't been back since Another day, she graces us How did we get such luck? To share a world that she is in Everyday, again and again The few things that she holds dear She keeps close, always near Man, if I could be, one of them (Ah, ah, ah) (Ah, ah, ah) (Ah, ah, ah) (Ah, ah, ah)