Beautiful

You took my hand and you were my friend,

and you made it beautiful. You stayed with

me and you made me see, that I could make

it beautiful too. I can't remember that late

September, but I remember beautiful, I do

recall we were standin' tall, 'cause I

remember beautiful.

And all the chat I hear from that, you got

to lay it out to dry. Because, when what you

feel is real, you got to lay it on the line.

You took my hand and you were my friend,

and you made it beautiful. You stayed with

me and you made me see, that I could make

it beautiful too. You and I just can't see eye

to eye, but we make it beautiful, you always

choke when you're smokin' dope, but we

make it beautiful.

And all the chat I hear from that, you got to lay

it out to dry. Because, when what you feel

is real, you got to lay it on the line.

You took my hand and you were my friend,

and you made it beautiful. You stayed with

me and you made me see, that I could make

it beautiful too. Time has traced its lines on

your face, but I think you're beautiful, and I

want no other to be my baby's mother,

'cause all I see is beautiful. I remember

beautiful...

You're beautiful.