Not addicted
To the way she looks
Doesn't carry her beauty
In some designer pocketbook
Soft eyes that shine
With the wisdom of her pain
She can light right through your soul and know
If your heart is worth a grain
Doesn't want your sympathy
Works hard for what she needs
Liars turn her cold
Good friends warm her soul
She's got a heart of gold
I'm a victim
Of the way she looks
I'm aware of her beauty
One look from her was all it took
My life is fine
And I know I'm here to stay
She always understands when I haven't
Said or done a thing
Doesn't want my sympathy
Only needs my honesty
With her I'm never cold
The woman warms my soul
She's got a heart of gold
Not addicted
To the way she looks
Doesn't carry her beauty
In some designer pocketbook
Soft eyes that shine
With the wisdom of her pain
She can light right through your soul and know
If your heart is worth a grain
Doesn't want your sympathy
Works hard for what she needs
Liars turn her cold
Good friends warm her soul
She's got a heart of gold
I'm addicted
I'm a victim
