What'll She Look Like

What'll she look like when she opens her eyes And sees what she wants to see instead of this cold mirror's lies And all the pieces complete She says with a sigh "I think I'm ready..." What'll she sound like when she opens her mouth And all the phrases sound right as they fall out And she says "yes" and she's not Scared of the sound She says she's ready Will she be soft, will she be strong Will she be ready to be wrong Will she move too fast or wait too long Will she look me in the eyes What'll she look like? What'll she feel like when she opens her heart And finds that there just might be a small missing part And whether with or without me She has to start getting ready What'll she look like when she opens her eyes Will she see just what I see Will it be a surprise To find that she hasn't changed, Her eyes are just a little bit wider now And she's getting ready Will she be soft, will she be strong Will she be ready to be wrong Will she move to fast or wait too long Will she look me in the eyes? Will she be soft, will she be strong Will she be ready to be wrong Ohh im takin a chance... Will she look me in the eyes What'll she look like? What'll she sound like?