What'll she look like when she   Opens her eyes   And sees what she wants to see   Instead of this cold mirrors 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   When she says she's 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?   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   And she sees 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   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?   Taking a chance on her own song   Will she look me in the eyes?   What'll she look like?   What'll she sound like?   What'll she feel like?