When she lays down beside me, and the conversation's right,
It's hard to listen while she looks so good;
I think she's kind of special every day and night,
And I believe I feel the way I should.
Like a cool breeze on a hot day, she was there,
Now I'm thankful she's in love with me;
I couldn't find her kind of woman, anywhere,
'Cause she's got a heart that's bigger than the sea.
And she's the picture of a lady,
She's just what I've been looking for;
I thought I'd search till I was eighty,
I guess I won't search anymore.
Yes, she's the picture of a lady,
So worthy of my every day;
Can't be alone until I'm eighty,
So this is where I'm gonna stay.
Embers are still warm from the bridges I burned,
And the detours never seem to have an end;
But the comforts that I feel dance the right turn,
It's paradise where I have been.
And she's the picture of a lady,
She's just what I've been looking for;
I thought I'd search till I was eighty,
I guess I won't search anymore.
Yes, she's the picture of a lady,
So worthy of my every day;
Can't be alone until I'm eighty,
So this is where I'm gonna stay.
[Fading] And she's the picture of a lady,
She's just what I've been looking for;
I thought I'd search till I was eighty...