The Picture In the Window
I walk by the window from work everyday
To look at your picture they have on display
I peer through the glass at your beautiful face
In awe of your beauty and your breathtaking grace
Your hair is so golden like the color of the sun
Your tan is so perfect for it's not over done
The smile that you have is like none that I've seen
Only lacking a crown to be a princess or queen
Your eyes hold the magic not matched by the sea
They're as clear as a crystal and as pure as can be
The angels are jealous in the Heaven's above
For they compete for your stares from hearts full of love
I pray maybe one day we can meet face to face
As we say our hellos with the warmest embrace
But you're out of my league, I'm too awkward and shy
If we met on the street you would probably pass me by
But today is the day that I walked through the door
Like I've done in my mind a thousand times before
When I went to the clerk and inquired of your name
He said, 'It's only the picture that comes with the frame'
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