Well isn't this perfect She thinks She folds her ordinary clothes Her ordinary life Is complete A working cla** daydream Staring out the window On an ordinary street An ordinary night Repeats But that's not what I see She's a goddess to me When our paths sometimes meet She sings No time for sad songs No time at all She's got a baby to feed And amoung other needs She crawls So now rapunzel How's the view from up there? Behind a door with no key Look far you can see Out that window That window Oh, can you see what I see? I believe in you more than you know And while your hair grows I'll sing I believe in you more than you know And while your hair grows I'll sing Well isn't this perfect He thinks Holding her ordinary love In his ordinary heart He's complete