Beautiful
Beautiful, you're beautiful, as the sun.
Wonderful, you're wounderful, as they come.
And I can't help but feel attached to the feelings I can't even match with my face pressed up to the glass, wanting you. Beautiful,you're beautiful as the sky.Wonderful, it's wounderful, to know that you're just like I and I'm sure you don't but you just can't tell who'll you love and who you won't and I love you, as you love me so let the clouds roll by your face we'll climb the tallest tree above it all to look down on you and me and them and I'm sure you know me well, as I'm sure you don't but just can't tell, who you'll love and who you wont don't let your life wrap up around you. Don't forget to call, Whenever I'll be here just waiting for you I'll be under your stars forever neither here nor there just right beside you.
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