The beauty of a woman
isn't in the clothes she wears,
The figure that she carries,
or the way she combs her hair.

The beauty of a woman,
must be seen from in her eyes;
'cause that's the doorway to her heart,
the place where love resides.

The beauty of a woman
isn't in a facial mole,
But true beauty in a woman,
is reflected by her soul.

It's the caring that she cares to give,
the passion that she shows;
And the beauty of a woman
with passing years only grows.