I had a beautiful, beautiful time.
The drives and the talks were amazing;
the kind of friend I thought I'd never find.
I had a beautiful, beautiful time.
You have a beautiful, beautiful smile;
the way it curls and collapses on your lips.
When you touch me I shake like a child.
It's late I'm afraid you might leave,
'cause sometimes it seems like you still don't believe me.
There's nothing I can do to concentrate.
It's so distracting always thinking of you.
So, I expose and explain, and I meant everything I said.
And it's moments like this that repeat and replay in my head,
when I'm laying in bed.
It's a beautiful, beautiful time.
As you laugh and roll onto your stomach.
The carpet embraces your design.
My heart pounds as I lay by your side,
and I find that I'm unable to hide
all these feelings that flow in this basement.
And in this dim light, you look so beautiful.
I'm unsure and unclear with the words that I say.
I'm happy when you're near, and I wish that forever could stay;
just like today.
You have beautiful, beautiful eyes;
so bright and alive and enchanting.
I want to be with you all of the time.
It's hopeless but I have to try.