He was beautiful, beautiful to my eyes, from the moment I saw her. Sun filled the skies. She was so, so beautiful, beautiful just to hold. In my dreams she was springtime, winter was cold. How could I tell her what I clearly could see? Though I longed for her, another trusted me completely so I never could be free. Ah, but it was beautiful knowing now that she cared. I will always remember moments we shared. Now it's all over, still the feelings linger on. For my dream keeps returning now that she's gone. For it was beautiful, beautiful, beautiful to be loved. Beautiful to be loved.
