Her

She's the special one,

she's the most beautiful.

She's his personal love,

she's the best her a he could have.

Loving her is so easy,

feeling for her is truly amazing.

Even though I hate rhyming,

the story I sing lays forever true.

Down in the dark,

heaven surrounds both of these.

Even though his night has fallen,

his angel is shining through.

Go and tell her now,

tell her "I love you"

You know which her I'm talking about.

She is.

She is.

With you.

She is,

she is. 

The one you think about,

when you're done thinking about things.

The one you can always feel,

when you don't feel anything.

The her that makes you comfortable,

at being with yourself.

The she that seems to be there,

and holds the most memories.

The one you'll always miss, 

when she's moved on.

She is.

She is.

With you.

She is,

she is. 

Down in the dark,

heaven surrounds both of these.

Even though his night has fallen,

his angel is shining through.

Go and tell her now,

tell her "I love you"

You know which her I'm talking about.