If you could only see her eyes
The shade of blue when she says your name
You would give a great deal to be
The man she sees you as
You would wish you could be
Someone deserving of her
Yeah, if you only knew her
You'd wish you had the right to love her
As more than your dearest friend.
And you'd know why I, her sister,
Came in here demanding,
"Where's that David Jones?"