I wonder if you know that you smile and I fall to pieces. I wonder if you know that that secret smile that devil expression that devil-may-care looking of bad thoughts and better deeds has me tied up in knots has me falling down just trying to get up to where you are. I love your music love it when you sing that song the one I only like when you sing it the one about the secret smile. I wonder if you know that part of me is hoping pointless though it would be that I could fall for you. Selfish a bit because that part of me is also hoping that it would take me out of this old and tired hopeless infatuation. I wonder if you know that I’m praying that I’ll know you forever. Pretty woman you with your big dark eyes and your calloused hands you look irresistible bent low over that guitar.