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Isn't She...

Gabriel Wilson

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Isn't she lovely
isn't she lovely
isn't she beautiful

isn't she lovely
isn't she lovely
but she doesn't see

As she approaches me
so gracefully
her hands reach out to bless

Her eyes are clear
they tell me all
her loves and fears
and how there's no regret

and as she talks
her face has the countenance
of angels and their glow

and as she leaves
I will hate
my memory of her face
and she.. never will know

Isn't she lovely
isn't she lovely
isn't she beautiful

isn't she lovely
isn't she lovely
but she doesn't see

as she slowly breaths
all of these
are kisses you can hear

it's the poetry of motioning
for me to come closer to her spirit

a grace of which
no-one sees how simply she has saved herself for me

she's the light by which
heaven's seen to give to me seven strings
this, her gift to me


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