You're You
Hans:Other people walk through lifeWhere you prefer to skipAnd other people watch their stepWhere you most likely trip
Sure, your hair's not perfectAnd there's-- what's that on your clothes?And yeah, you're kinda talkativeWith freckles on your nose
But you're you, you're youAnd that's what makes me smileYou're you, you're youSo stay that way awhile
Anna:Oh, Hans... I--
Hans:You don't have to say a thing,I know the way you feelYour face is like an open book,So honest, true and real
Other people lie and cheatWhen push may come to shoveYour heart doesn't work like thatSo you're the girl I love
You're you, you're youThat's how I hope you'll stayYou're you, you're youBut anyway, that's all I've got to say