In Buddy's Eyes

Life is slow but it seems exciting 'Cause Buddy's there Gourmet cooking and letter-writing And knowing Buddy's there Every morning, don't faint I tend the flowers, can you believe it? Every weekend, I paint For umpteen hours And yes, I miss a lot Living like a shut-in No, I haven't got Cooks and cars and diamonds Yes, my clothes are not Paris fashions, but In Buddy's eyes I'm young, I'm beautiful In Buddy's eyes I don't get older So life is ducky And time goes flying And I'm so lucky I feel like crying I married the right man, then In Buddy's eyes I'm young, I'm beautiful In Buddy's eyes I can't get older I'm still the princess Still the prize In Buddy's eyes I'm young, I'm beautiful In Buddy's arms On Buddy's shoulder I won't get older Nothing dies And all I ever dreamed I'd be The best I ever thought of me Is every minute there to see In Buddy's eyes