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 can't judge her for that   she knows where her head is at  She's tangled up in you  she's laced up in your shoe  she's got a ladder to the sky  she's got a mad look in her eye   you can't judge her for that   she knows where her head is at  She moves in simple curves  she speakes in simple words  & it's simple to be in love with her   you can't judge her for that   she knows where her head is at  You call her home  & you want to move in  but a house is not a home & a home  is not a house when there's not enough  room for you  you call her home sweet home