Someone told me, that love is for the "beauty's"
That life is full of emptiness
For those who cannot see
They live by what is left
Not ours for the takin', but a vague permission
I can breath on one condition...

My beautiful life
My beautiful love
I wan't beautiful eyes
To see what beautiful does

Someone told me, that love would come and dress me
Life rags to white lily's
With one thing to make me
But in my position - with all my decisions
To walk out this cryptic rendition
The more I sit and wallow
... the more I see, the more I see, the more I see my true companion

My beautiful life
My beautiful love
I wan't beautiful eyes
To see what beautiful does
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Someone told me that love was for the pretty
What solemn duty could somewhat make me
But rags and lily's, they both know
You can't scrape... truth from beauty