A beautiful thing.

If time stops, then where do we stand?
facing eachother, filling the spaces between our fingers,
on our so tenderly, loving hands.
and we were meant to rest here.



If neither can escape,
Then I'd choose to be stuck standing in the same place.
I am only magnetic to one kind of thing,
a blue eyed angel, with a brilliant mind.
It's a beautiful thing, and it's no dream.




If life stops, then where do we go?
holding eachother, skin against cloth,
and only we know, this feeling that keeps us from cold,
and we were meant to stay here.




if neither can escape,
Then I'd choose to be stuck standing in the same place.
I am only magnetic to one kind of thing.
a blued eyed angel, with a brilliant mind.
It's more than a dream, it's a beautiful thing.




I couldn't imagine the colors I'd see,
without you and your brilliance to carry me,
Before I was different, But now I believe,
it came true, and you were my dream.




If neither can escape,
then I'd choose to be stuck standing in the same place.
I am only magnetic to one kind of thing,
a blued eyed angel, a blue eyed dream.
And it's a beautiful thing, a beautiful thing.

My beautiful dream.