She's not your average woman, a beauty to behold
a soul of finest silver, her heart of purest gold
She seems to seek the things in life, that money cannot buy
the joy of being with someone who'd never make her cry
Caring, loving arms to hold her long into the night
a smile and passioned kisses .... that comes with morning light
Until she finds that love.....she'll sit alone and sigh
she feels that time's forgotten her, that life has passed her by
But morning comes with out a kiss..... at night no arms to hold
she thinks her beauty lost it's glow ... her heart has grown cold
Take heed you lovely girl of dreams there's someone just in sight
his arms to hold you thru the night, a kiss at morning light
His eyes will brightly shine for you like shores of golden sand
you'll never walk alone again, He'll gently hold your hand
For patience is a virtue ...... a blessing she long has lost
and, time and tide go marching on ..... her happiness the cost
How will you know this woman .... this beauty to behold ....?
Look for a soul of finest silver...... and a heart of purest gold