She is a stargazer.
She loves to look up into the night.
She is a dream machine.
She never wakes up, she just opens her eyes.
Someone tell me what's wrong with that.
If she's wrong, I hope she won't fix it.
Chorus
If her faith starts wearing thin, she don't hide.
If her way is getting dim, she relies
on grace to lead her heart and be her guide.
And now the stars, they could never shine any brighter.
She is a believer.
Love is her proof as the lines get grey.
She is a bad dancer
Yeah, but every move is a cause for thanks.
Someone tell me what's wrong with that.
Could someone tell me what's so wrong?
Chorus
She's a pure heart. She sees the good that's all around her.
She's a bad dancer but she doesn't even care.
