The beauty is on the eye of the beholder;
I've heard him saying
He told me this with all his innocence and honesty,
I had to believe...
The beauty is on the eye of the beholder...
So, I Wish your eyes are melted with the sweetest things
The vulnerable streams
The song of your soul when she is dancing in the dark
The beuty, the beuty, says my friend,
Is in your eyes, is in your heart.
Invisible for all those things, not called love
And I hope, you see the colours around you
And the new songs the birds are singing every morning
Hope you say hello to the moon
When she shines above reflected on the ocean
making you feel so small
The beauty is in you
And the greater love capable of saving your soul
and making you feel blessed
Let yourself go around in circles for a second
Revisit the old house and your guests
And let the sweetest memories be the proof
Of a special kind of love, a love that can last
Then you hold my hand in the dark
And whisper in my ear
The beauty is on the eye of the beholder
I smile and believe in you.
The beuty is you