Your Smile
Your smile
Will always be one of my favorite things
Like backyard Barbecues and front porch swings
An evenin' breeze through a window screen
Your smile
Makes me feel just like a child inside
Like Christmas morning sparkling red and bright
Grandad's pipe, my first bike
Your smile
Like sunlight dripping through the trees
Like a wheat field whispering in the breeze
Like a sweet sweet melody that sets me free
Your smile
So much joy from such a simple thing,
Like an old wheel barrow filled with summer rain
Soft warm cake, and a blue skied day
Your smile
Your smile
Like sunlight dripping through the trees
Like a wheat field whispering in the breeze
Like a sweet sweet melody that sets me free
Your smile
Right there with buttered beets, cherry pie
And all the other simple joys of life that warm my heart
Make it all worth while
Your smile
Autor(es): Elliot Park
