You Can't Hide
Beautiful
SS by Megan
She says don't stare at me
She's afraid that I might see
Those five extra pounds she talks about
Man, I don't know what she's talking about
I don't know how many times she has caught me staring at her, it's something
I have and will always do. Every time, it gets the same reaction from her.
Her chocolate eyes will lock with mine and she always says "J, why do you
stare at me?" That is the easiest question I have ever been asked.
"Because Britney, you are beautiful." She always blushes and
turns her head away. I don't know how many times I have wrapped my arms
around her tiny waist and she has pushed my arms away because she says "J,
you don't want to hug my fat." Of course this gets the same reaction
from me every time. I scoff at her and wrap my arms around her again, only
this time tighter, and I whisper in her ear "Pinky, you are perfect.
I don't care what you think on this matter. You are absolutely
perfect."
She looks through magazines
With every page she dreams
Of looking like somebody else
I wish she wasn't so hard on herself
I swear Britney must subscribe to every magazine made. Every time I
see her she is flipping through another one. Many a time she has stopped
and stared at a picture. She will analyze every aspect of it and then she
will stop and stare at herself, analyzing every part of herself. She'll
pull at her hair, push at her skin, and prod her face. She finds what she
thinks to be imperfections and then she'll say "Oh I wish I had her
nose," or "Even only my body was shaped like that." She
doesn't see all her beauty, she doesn't realize how many people wish they looked
exactly like her. It breaks my heart that she doesn't appreciate herself.
Then she falls asleep with just my T-shirt on
Even when her hair's messed up and her makeup's gone...
My favorite time to stare at her is when she is sleeping. I remember
one particular time. We were both touring and we hadn't seen each other in
over a month. I had made arrangements to surprise her. Her bus
stopped one night after her show and picked me. I quietly got on board and
slipped into her bedroom and what I saw took my breath away. There she was
curled up in a ball with her hand resting softly under cheek. She was
wearing one of my Abercrombie T-shirts and one of her arms was wrapped tightly
around a pillow that she had taken from my bunk. Her hair was still damp
from her shower that night and it was spread out all over the place. Her
skin was bare. There were no traces of make-up at all. She looked
like an angel. I stayed up the entire night and watched her sleep, falling
in love with her more every second. She truly is breathtaking.
You can't hide beautiful
You can't hide wonderful
There's nothing that she has to do
It just comes natural
She makes it look easy
I love what she does to me
No way to disguise
The way that she shines
You can't hide beautiful
Oh no...
No matter how much she denies it, and how blind she is to the fact, you
can't hide her beauty, it is always shining.
She can take a simple dress
Put it on and turn some heads
Man, every time she moves she gets me
She doesn't even know she's sexy
Three words to live by...Red Grammy Dress. I rest my case. It is one
of the most simple dresses I have ever seen. There was nothing special
about it, but oh my heaven when she slipped into it, the world stopped turning.
She shyly asked me to zip that dress up and frankly I wanted to do the opposite
as soon as I saw her in it I was gone. She has no idea what she does to
me, or the rest of the male population for that matter. I don't understand
how she doesn't see how incredibly sexy she is. That night when she walked
out onto that Grammy stage every jaw dropped, believe me I saw all the males
gawk at her, and I wanted to laugh at them all because she is mine and she will
always only be mine. She took that simple red dress and embodied it.
Everyone in that room was enraptured by her, and she never knew it.
And the way she think sometimes
Out of nowhere blows my mind
She makes me laugh and makes me dream
I love the way she looks at things
The thing that upsets me the most is when people call her another dumb
blonde pop tart. Britney Spears is far from a dumb blonde pop tart.
She is amazingly smart. She is more intelligent than anyone else I know.
Her mind is absolutely amazing, there is nothing she can't do. And she has
this outlook on life. Always positive. She doesn't dislike anyone.
She loves the world and the people of it. I will never understand how she
can forgive anything with no questions asked.
A little piece of heaven God gave to this world
She might think she's just an ordinary girl...
I always said that when God Must Have Spent a Little More Time on You was
written, the writer had Britney in mind. God truly did break the mold when
she came into this world. I swear he created her to spread joy and to save
me over and over again. She however views herself as just a country girl.
She doesn't see anything special about herself and she doesn't understand why
anyone else does. Her favorite question to ask me is "J why do you
love me? You could have any girl you wanted, what is so special about
me?" I only laugh and ask her "Why me Britney, what is so
special about me, why do you love me, you could have any guy in the world?"
She will then explain why she loves me and when she is finished I brush the
tears away from her face, gently cup her cheeks, brush my lips against hers, and
say "That's funny because that's why I chose you."
You can't hide beautiful
You can't hide wonderful
There's nothing that she has to do
It just comes natural
She makes it look easy
I love what she does to me
No way to disguise
The way that she shines
You can't hide beautiful
Oh no...
No matter how much she denies it, and how blind she is to the fact, you can't
hide her beauty, it is always shining. Everything about her inside and out
is perfect, beautiful, amazing, astounding, there aren't enough minutes in a
lifetime to describe how simply wonderful she is, because...
You can't hide beautiful
She's so beautiful.
Song by: Aaron Lines