Tekster: Mark Wills. What She Sees In Me.

Thirty-one and six foot even she still looks at me and sees
Her wide eyed boy, six years old reachin' for her hand to hold
She still tells me, "Wipe your feet son, wash your hands, it's time to eat"
She believes she's heaven-sent to protect my long lost innocence

What she sees in me is nothing but the best
In her eyes I'll never be anything less
It's a love strong enough to forgive the rest
If only I could always be what she sees in me

This ain't the paradise I promised her it's just a slice of life
With an average man honest work with calloused hands
And it bothers me I can't deliver all the things I swore I'd give her
But she looks into my eyes like life with me is some kind of prize

What she sees in me is nothing but the best
In her eyes I'll never be anything less
It's a love strong enough to forgive the rest
If only I could always be what she sees in me

Three years old and two foot four each day when I walk through the door
She runs to me and holds me tight and in her eyes there shines a light
That reaches to the deepest part of all that's good inside my heart
The places that are kind and true and I know I must live up to

What she sees in me is nothing but the best
In her eyes I'll never be anything less
It's a love strong enough to forgive the rest
If only I could always be what she sees in me