She was beautiful, beautiful to my eyes.
From the moment I saw her the sun filled the sky
She was beautiful, beautiful just to hold.
In my dreams she was springtime winter was cold.
How could I tell her what I so clearly could see.
Though I longed for her, another
trusted me completely So I never could be free.
she was beautiful, knowing now that she cared.
I will always remember times that we shared.
Now it's all over still the feeling linger on.
For my dream keeps returning now that she's gone.
For it was beautiful, beautiful beautiful to be loved.