Story Behind The Song
I wrote this song for my Aunt, who I took care of the last years of her life. She was "old school," but she was a "real beauty."
A song written about one "real beauty."
||Jazz - Standards
||2000 and later
She was a lady.
She was a girl.
A bit of a temptress but a pearl.
She had the glow of a diamond ring.
She's a precious little thing.
She touched my heart with her own little ways.
She's wise beyond her days.
The glow has faded, the rose in ruin.
But the love that made it is always in bloom.