Vārdi: Anna Waronker. Beautiful.

Beautiful
Don't you think you'll rest your weary head
And beautiful
Don't you think it's okay to play dead
For a while

You are a sight for sore eyes
You are a sight for sore eyes to me

Beautiful
Come and ease your aching heart to me
And beautiful
Do you think you'll ever get some sleep?

You are a sight for sore eyes
You are a sight for sore eyes
You are a sight for sore eyes
You are a sight for sore eyes to me

Beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful