Ana's song

I'm thinking about this oh-so very special girl
That I fortunately met some years ago
Her presence enlightens your darkest, gloomiest days
And no pale soul can reject the colour that she brings
That's why I miss her so

I want to write her a song
So she can be with me whenever I carol it
Will I find the right words?
She deserves the very best of me, you see
I shall follow perfection to succeed

Find the rimes in her words and you got a ballad
See her smile and feel inspired
Resuscitate Jeff Buckley from his grave
Tell him he won't rest in peace
Until he dedicates her his last chant

She really knows where grace is hidden
Finding is not stealing
Say to those half-dead beings
There's hope
'Cause she'll give them the kiss of life

Vain, empty words
They're unable to describe her
But I've done my best
And they've done their best
Guess you can call it Ana's song