Acoustic Park

She made me a bracelet and tied it on my wrist; I stood so quiet for the first time in weeks. She knows that she's perfect, tying back her hair, I'm at her mercy, my heart is trembling. I hope these are the words that a crowd would want to sing? Can you also relate to how she creates these feelings?

I threw a pillow to see her smile, and she always graces the tone. That violet eye shadow shelters those stars, if they were to ever fall like water from a rock, I would bath my shoulder in celestial rain, I contemplate this as she paints her nails. What can I say to persuade her to stay, she knows she's perfect, she always smells good! She always smells good. She knows she's perfect, she know's she's perfect.

Written by Chris Yeoman - Nauvoo