You’ve got a beautiful smile,
I pray it always stays with you.
‘Cause it gets slippery after awhile,
When you live in this place.
It’s such a simple thing.
It’s such a perfect thing,
It makes the angels sing out
“Gods Amazing Grace!”
It’s such a little thing,
But I would do anything
For the smile on your face.
Well I lost my own smile for awhile,
From age eleven to thirty.
My heart in prison and my head was on trial,
Yes I was one sorry case.
I see the love I made with your mother.
I see hearts you will beguile.
I see friendly ghosts
In the corners of your smile.
For just as long as I walk on this earth,
I’m gonna watch and protect you.
I’m gonna love you for all that I’m worth,
Until the end of my race.
© and ℗ 1998 Marques Bovre