she's a natural

she's got just a touch of grey and her hair, and that's ok, she knows that i don't care, the little lines around her eyes, she don't need to disguise, in her heart she's by the ocean, the sun on her face, or going down the road less traveled, at her own pace, she's a natural in everything she does, she don't have to try to win my love, i go easy when she calls, she knows how to please me, after all, she's a natural, when i really need her touch, when this old world is just too much, well i don't have to say a word, because her heart is already heard, but it must be second nature, the way she knows, she takes my hand and then she turns, the light down low, she's a natural in everything she does, she don't have to try to win my love, i go easy when she calls, she knows how to please me, after all, she's a natural