Lyrics Hotel Books

Hotel Books

Visions

There's clouds and sunshine

Drawn out on a piece of printer paper

And we're gonna thank her

Cause this picture is worthy of the front of the refrigerator

A picture of a house

With a door, a window and a chimney

With five stick figures

Labeled: mommy, daddy, brother, sister and me

And it's so adorable

Cause

The artist is only six

And she spent her whole working on it

And to us, no, it's not perfect

But it's worth it

Cause to the artist

It's a work of art

And little girl

You're getting older now

And you look in the mirror

And you don't like that image

So you cover in cosmetics

And skip meal after meal to loose the shape

That your artist intended

But I'm here to tell you

You're?made? of god's image

And if that's not enough for you

Then what is?

Don't change the shape that the artist intended

To cater

Of some useless?pics?

Cause in the eyes of the one who made you

Babygirl you're perfect

You're perfect

You're

You're perfect

Don't change

The shape

Cause in the eyes of the one who matters

You're so perfect