Pretty Girls

In the morning light, they walk on by

With the sun in their hair and a twinkle in their eye

Every step they take is like a melody

A rhythm in their hearts that sets their spirits free

They don't need a reason, they don't need a rhyme

Pretty girls are dancing through the hands of time

Pretty girls, they light up the night

With their smiles so bright, they make the stars look shy

Every laugh's a treasure, every glance a thrill

Pretty girls, they turn the world with their will