Beauty - David Mead

all your beauty is hard to explain
dancing shadows and light on your face
every kiss in the world wouldn¹t make you feel better
what a pity to paint in your lines
nothing¹s in me that¹s worth one more rhyme
could it be that we¹re both just slaves to the weather

beauty
where to find it
can¹t be far
beauty
where you hiding
tell me, I¹ll go where you are

maybe martha was right when she said
beauty colors the face of the dead
it made me wish we were back in our beds sleeping soundly
our cheeks blushing red

beauty
where to find it
can¹t be far
beauty
where you hiding
tell me, I¹ll go where you are

Ocos every tear your silly eye bleeds
well never fear, you never may see worse than this
I want to find a beautiful place
but maybe I forgot about today, now, here

beauty
where to find it
can¹t be far
beauty
where you hiding
tell me, I¹ll go where you are