Week One Hundred and Seventy-One: Tal Bachman - "She's So High" - Tal Bachman

So I met my little niece, Sophia Juliet, for the first time this evening. She's such a sweet, little girl. I held her for two hours straight, and she didn't make a peep! The most she did was make a few funny faces while she was dreaming and stretch her long, slender legs a few times.

As I was finishing up some laundry when I got home, this song came on my Pandora station. Although my niece is not yet in the ranks of Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite (she's only a week old), you have to admit that Sophia Juliet is a pretty epic name that kind of fits in with the aforementioned bunch!

Here is a picture for your viewing pleasure:

 

 She's blood, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
Yeah, yeah

'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me

First class and fancy free
She's high society
She's got the best of everything

What could a guy like me
Ever really offer?
She's perfect as she can be
Why should I even bother?

'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me

She comes to speak to me
I freeze immediately
'Cause what she says sounds so unreal

But somehow I can't believe
That anything should happen
I know where I belong
And nothing's gonna happen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

'Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me