With all these words
I can only say
so many things
until they’re in the way.
So, let my melody scream
a million things
until I don’t know
what I really mean.

But I know what I need:
she’s beautiful, she’s everything.
And I know, I’ve seen her:
She’s beautiful, she lingers by and by.

He found his honey
in a comb of fancy,
and he tells the story
every morning,
but it will not get boring
because it’s always shining.
The sun is always shining.

But I know what I need:
she’s beautiful, she’s everything.
And I know, I’ve seen her:
She’s beautiful, she lingers by and by.

And will it haunt me till I stay?
Or will it make me hold it’s hand?
Will it bury me in the sand?
Does it think it’s all okay?
Or does it grab us where we feel,
and make our pain unreal?

And you’ll find it will make sense
when you understand the chance.
Oh, why does it frighten everyone,
with it’s holster and it’s gun.
It’s so amazing.

But I know what I need:
she’s beautiful, she’s everything.
And I know, I’ve seen her:
She’s beautiful, she lingers by and by.