She wasn't real pretty

and she wasn't all that smart

but she had a smile

that was like a work of art



everybody seemed to love her,

but she let nobody in

oh lord the way i think about her

that should be a sin



when i finally got her alone one night

she confessed her every thought

said no one likes the girl she is

but you better bet I disagreed 



i said:

you might be surprised about the way i think about you

yeah you might not know that i dream of you each night

i know its alot, yeah its something out of nowhere

but its here, and its true, and as much as i love you

you might be surprised



well she could only smile back

her cheeks a rosy red

that brave young boy that i once was

was in over his head



she looked at me,

i almost died, 

that perfect twinkle in her eyes



and then she said

you might be surprised about the way i think about you

yeah you might not know that i dream of you each night

i know its alot, yeah its something out of nowhere

but its here, and its true, and as much as i love you

you might be surprised



well i can't say i've talked to her much since that night

and i dont think that she thinks of me all that much 

but i will always remember when

she told me



you might be surprised about the way i think about you

yeah you might not know that i dream of you each night

i know its alot, yeah its something out of nowhere

but its here, and its true, and as much as i love you

you might be surprised



and i couldn't help but think

"Lord, I was surprised..."

yeah, yeah yeah, I was surprised..