Looking in on the hardware shop

Oh, I'm next to her on the sidewalk

And I'm pretty sure that flowers grow

From the cracks she steps on

And I can't help but smile

Every time she stops to

Take a picture of a trash can

And wish that she'd look at

Me like that

'Cause she

Yeah she really sees really sees beauty

Oh she

Doesn't need fantasy, she sees beauty

Oh she

She wears heart shaped eyes for the city

So when she rolls them at me

I'm just grateful that she's facing me

Painted walls held in her eye

From the last car on the Pink Line

And I'm pretty sure she knows the name of

Every bird in her neighborhood

There's a sign on her bedroom door and

Just behind in a pink silk robe

She's gathering every crystal moon beam

For her altar

Oh what an honor to

Be a mod-podged

Candle on her altar

'Cause she

Yeah she really sees really sees beauty

Oh she

Doesn't need fantasy, she sees beauty

Oh she

She wears heart shaped eyes for the city

So when she rolls them at me

I'm just grateful that she's facing me

When you love her you love

Every bruise on her legs that she

Brought home from the boats

When you love her

You love Chicago

When we're at the beach

I'm just behind and

She's already in

Oh, I love her

She loves Chicago

'Cause she

Yeah she really sees really sees beauty

Oh she

Doesn't need fantasy, she sees beauty

Oh Bree

She wears heart shaped eyes for the city

So when she rolls them at me

I'm just grateful

I'm just grateful

I'm just grateful that she's facing me