Back to beautiful Get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? Ooh Gotta, get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? And even worse to each other? We gotta, get back to beautiful All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who

I want to write you a song Everything I need I get from you Givin' back is all I wanna do I want to lend you my coat I want to build you a boat One that's beautiful as you are sweet With just a hint of pain For the feeling that I get when you are gone

She is beautiful She looks good And it's true The girl is beautiful The girl's too young It's all coming back I can feel it I ain't got nothing to lose (Nothing to lose) Na na na na na na na na

Oh I wish I could be more like you Do you wish you could be more like me? Backseat of my car, in the back of my head I come alive when I hear your voice It's a beautiful sound, it's a beautiful noise Do you look up to the sky? Do you know the reasons why

Back, when we were beautiful Sha la la, sha la la, hey, sha la la Before the world got small Before we knew it all Back, when we were innocent I wonder where it went Let's go back and find it The world is cracked The sky is torn

Beautiful is your life I want to live in your love If age is a trap I wonder why I hold back Mistakes, mistake to make me laugh Only time can answer that I'm done, I'm giving up control

She needs a wild heart I got a wild heart Tonight we'll dance I'll be yours and you'll be mine We won't look back, Take my hand and we will shine I was walking away, But she's so beautiful it made me stay

Make me feel serenity when all is revealed So easy to look back in life and question But I must seek to find the strength To push forward I want to see what's so beautiful inside As we drink of life eternal Absolve me through your suffering Teach me to

Back to beautiful Get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? Ooh Gotta, get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? And even worse to each other? We gotta, get back to beautiful All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who

On 22nd Street All the years, since bittersweet The falling leaves will tumble to defeat 22nd was the place I met the girl of dreams A bright sunny day in November Such a beautiful sight staring right back at me Are chapters in a fairy tale That still