Have you smelled the flowers on her
Hair or touched the wings ‘neath her shoulders?
I bet you have not.
Seeing there is anything but life in your silver eyes.

Have you touched the wings ‘neath her shoulders?
Its glorious beauty could take you anywhere your heart chooses to wander.
Seeing there is anything but life in your silver eyes,
Let her touch you. Let her give you some magic. Let her end your cries.

Her glorious beauty could take you anywhere your heart chooses to wander.
She’ll make you sing, she’ll make you dance… as if there’s no tomorrow.
Let her touch you. Let her give you some magic. Let her end your cries.
Listen to her rapid heart beats, more magnificent than a mysterious sunrise.

She’ll make you sing, she’ll make you dance… as if there’s no tomorrow.
She’ll make you laugh, she’ll make you smile, she’ll pick all your wraths and sorrows.
Listen to her rapid heart beats, more magnificent than a mysterious sunrise,
Then you’ll know, you’ll see… life beneath your own eyes.

She’ll make you laugh, she’ll make you smile, Maria will pick all your wraths and sorrows,
Seeing there is anything but life in your silver eyes.
Now do you know? Have you seen life beneath your own eyes?
I bet you have.