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