Lirieke: Sesame Street. No One Like You.

I like your eyes
I like your nose
I like your mouth
Your ears, your hands, your toes
I like your face
It's really you
I like the things you say and do
There's not a single soul
Who sees the skies
The way you see them

Through your eyes
And aren't you glad
You should be glad
There's no one, no one
Exactly like you