What'll she look like when she opens her eyes
And sees what she wants to see instead of this cold mirror's lies
And all the pieces complete
She says with a sigh
"I think I'm ready..."
What'll she sound like when she opens her mouth
And all the phrases sound right as they fall out
And she says "yes" and she's not
Scared of the sound
She says she's ready
Will she be soft, will she be strong
Will she be ready to be wrong
Will she move too fast or wait too long
Will she look me in the eyes
What'll she look like?
What'll she feel like when she opens her heart
And finds that there just might be a small missing part
And whether with or without me
She has to start getting ready
What'll she look like when she opens her eyes
Will she see just what I see
Will it be a surprise
To find that she hasn't changed,
Her eyes are just a little bit wider now
And she's getting ready
Will she be soft, will she be strong
Will she be ready to be wrong
Will she move to fast or wait too long
Will she look me in the eyes?
Will she be soft, will she be strong
Will she be ready to be wrong
Ohh im takin a chance...
Will she look me in the eyes
What'll she look like?
What'll she sound like?
