Miss Universe

She's from the wind she says
With her gentle breeze
She's from the sea she says
With her endless depths
She's from the universe she says
With her cosmic consciousness
She is all these things you can see
But she's so much more
She is more

More
Than what you see
On your TV screen
In your magazines
She's like an ancient queen
She's like the soul supreme
She's like a walking dream
She's like pure thoughts and moonbeams

I desire to love her truly
But you see, vanity is how we view thee
We've been trained just to see only outer beauty
What fails to get seen are her winds and her stars and her seas

Oh, my lord
I want more
Oh, my lord, yeah
I want more, yeah
I want more
I want more than what they're giving us
I want more
I want more
More
More
More

More
Than what I see
On my TV screens
I want the realest thing
I want what no one sees
I want you in the trees
I want you in the stars
And in your deepest seas

Don't listen to them when they say your beauty makes you special
They just say that to impress you or oppress you