(Gordon/Murawski)
© Who Is She? Music, Inc. (BMI)

She's got a way of thinking
Marissa looks at me that way
Weight of the world is lifting
In Marissa's eyes I swim

She turns on a faucet the water pours up
A beautiful longing in disguise
She tilts her head to the side, smiles her foggy eyes
It's never a worry the way she describes it

She's got a way of thinking
Marissa looks at me that way
Weight of the world is lifting
In Marissa's eyes I swim

A delicate worry creased along her cheek
This is a chill a fireplace can warm
I find a place it's okay to feel that bleak
She sweetly talks us into better form

She's got a way of thinking
Marissa looks at me that way
Weight of the world is lifting
In Marissa's eyes I swim