Your smile
Will always be one of my favorite things
Like backyard barbecues and front porch swings
An evening breeze through a window screen

Your smile
Makes me feel just like a child inside
Like Christmas morning sparkling red and bright
And Grandpa's pipe and my first bike

Your smile
Like daylight dripping through the mountain pines
Pure sunshine, summertime
Your smile
Like a wheat field in the southern breeze
Apple trees, sweet and ripe

Your smile
So much joy from such a simple thing
Like an old wheelbarrow filled with summer rain
A blue sky day and sun on my face
And your smile

Your smile
Like daylight dripping through the mountain pines
Pure sunshine, summertime
Your smile
Like a wheat field in the southern breeze
Apple trees, sweet and ripe

Your smile
Right there with butter, beans and cherry pie
And all the other simple joys of life
That warm my heart
And make it all worthwhile
Your smile