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.