Gabriel Wilson - Isn't She... lyrics

Isn't she lovely isn't she lovely isn't she beautiful isn't she lovely isn't she lovely but she doesn't see As she approaches me so gracefully her hands reach out to bless Her eyes are clear they tell me all her loves and fears and how there's no regret and as she talks her face has the countenance of angels and their glow and as she leaves I will hate my memory of her face and she.. never will know Isn't she lovely isn't she lovely isn't she beautiful isn't she lovely isn't she lovely but she doesn't see as she slowly breaths all of these are kisses you can hear it's the poetry of motioning for me to come closer to her spirit a grace of which no-one sees how simply she has saved herself for me she's the light by which heaven's seen to give to me seven strings this, her gift to me