For seven months I was beautiful
Beautiful to you
For seven months I had learned to love
Learned to love as you do
For seven months I had felt complete
As whole as you can be
For seven months I'd never been so real
I felt like I'd become me
But now I sigh
And now I cry
And now I sit and I wonder why
Why it had to happen?
Why did things have to change?
And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?
Beautiful again.
In seven months I won't hear your name
When I get a call on the phone
In seven months I won't be the same
After being alone
In seven months I'll still be wondering
If anyone else will be there
In seven months I think you should know
I will still really care
But now I sigh
And now I cry
And now I sit and I wonder why
Why it had to happen?
Why did things have to change?
And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?
Beautiful...
Seven months beautiful
I was beautiful to you
Seven months beautiful
Will I ever get over you?
So now I sigh
And now I cry
And now I sit and I wonder why
Why it had to happen?
Why did things have to change?
And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?
Beautiful again?
Beautiful again.
Beautiful to you
For seven months I had learned to love
Learned to love as you do
For seven months I had felt complete
As whole as you can be
For seven months I'd never been so real
I felt like I'd become me
But now I sigh
And now I cry
And now I sit and I wonder why
Why it had to happen?
Why did things have to change?
And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?
Beautiful again.
In seven months I won't hear your name
When I get a call on the phone
In seven months I won't be the same
After being alone
In seven months I'll still be wondering
If anyone else will be there
In seven months I think you should know
I will still really care
But now I sigh
And now I cry
And now I sit and I wonder why
Why it had to happen?
Why did things have to change?
And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?
Beautiful...
Seven months beautiful
I was beautiful to you
Seven months beautiful
Will I ever get over you?
So now I sigh
And now I cry
And now I sit and I wonder why
Why it had to happen?
Why did things have to change?
And am I ever gonna be beautiful again?
Beautiful again?
Beautiful again.
evk 2002
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