Anna Waronker

Beautiful
Beautiful, don't you think you'll rest your weary head And beautiful, don't you think it's okay to play dead For a while You're a sight for sore eyes You're a sight for sore eyes to me Beautiful, come and ease your aching heart to me And beautiful, do you think you'll ever get some sleep? You're a sight for sore eyes You're a sight for sore eyes You're a sight for sore eyes to me, to me Beautiful, beautiful Beautiful, beautiful From Letras Mania