She

She glows around you like the moon

She smiles at her reflection in a spoon

She reads expensive magazines

She sees herself in everything

You cant judge her for that

She knows where her head is at

Shes tangled up in you

Shes laced up in your shoe

Shes got a ladder to the sky

Shes got a mad look in her eye

You cant judge her for that

She knows where her head is at

She moves in simple curves

She speaks in simple words

and its simple to be in love with her

You cant judge her for that

She knows where her head is at

You call her home

and you want to move in

but a house in not a home and a home

is not a house when theres not enough

room for you

You call her home Sweet Home