Her In That Dress

I could shut down the city,
throw you a parade
With circus tents and elephants,
firework displays
I could be barnum or bailey,
an army of rockettes
But I can’t compete with her in that dress

I could build a home for orphans,
walk across the Nile
Find a cure for cancer,
help your parents reconcile
I could be shot out of a cannon,
land on your front step
But I can’t compete with her in that dress

An unnerving sensation,
a disturbing relationship
In which I’m envious of bumps in the night

I could show you how I love you
every second of every day
Tell you oh you are free to go
but welcome to stay
I could guard your darkest secrets,
deep down in my chest
But I can’t compete with her in that dress
No I can’t compete with her in that dress