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Beautiful To Me


     Birds sing o'r the breeze

     Life then stands so still, so free.

     Lucious clouds above

     Fly so high, like peaceful doves.

     Can it be so true,

     What nature can do?

 

     All of this and more and more are

     Beautiful to me.

     When I think I've seen it all, there's

     So much more to see.

     I can't comprehend

     Why this life should end!

     When, in fact, it seems that all is

     Beautiful to me.

 

     Love on my behalf

     Guides me to my other half.

     It's not just her eyes,

     Her whole love makes my heart rise.

     Can it be so true,

     What my half can do?

 

     All of this and more and more are

     Beautiful to me.

     When I think she is my all, there's

     So much she can be.

     I can't comprehend

     Why this life should end!

     When, in fact, it seems that all is

     Beautiful to me.

     

     Beautiful to me,

     I cannot explain to you what's

     Beautiful to me,

     When it's solely up to you to

     Find out your beauty

     Maybe then, oh maybe then you'll

     See, oh you'll see, why - - life's

     Beautiful to me.

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