Something of Beauty

To my Wife

Well, I guess I know something of beauty

I ain't seen it much 

And I've commented on it much less

Though I can see in that dress

And I can read through the hanging hair

That your eyes only wonder

What I think of you 

Well, I guess I know something of beauty

I love the smell of it 

I try and look at it 

And out in the trees 

Or the arid sand 

Or the icy tops 

I like to think that I'd still see that beauty

And knowing what I think of you 

Well, I know something of beauty 

As I look into your eyes

And I push away your hair

And I don't move from where I stand

I just smile and I say

"I love you dear

You're a beauty, what more can I say?"

That's what I think of you