Love is a beautiful thingWhen it knows how to swingAnd it grooves like a clockBut the hands on the clockTell the lovers to partAnd it's breaking my heartTo have to spend another dayWithout himI spend a night in a chairThinking he'll be thereBut he never comesThen I wake up and wipe the slateFrom my eyes and I riseTo face another day without himIt's just no good anymoreWhen you walk through the doorOf an empty roomThen you go insideAnd set a table for oneIt's not funTo spend another day without himWe burst the pretty balloonIt took us to the moonSuch a beautiful thingBut it's ending nowAnd it sounds like a lieBut I say I'd rather dieThan live without himLove is a beautiful thingWhen it knows how to swingAnd it grooves like a clockBut the hands on the clockTell the lovers to partAnd it's breaking my heartTo have to spend another dayWithout himI spend another dayThis Domestic LifeTake back a few wordsBut it makes my heartSo freshAs you can seeAs you can seeLets have itEvery single oneWe say Thank youFor this lifeLove is a beautiful thinglove is a beautiful thing when it knows how to swing and it grooves like a clockbut the hands on the clock tell the lovers to part and it's breaking my heart to have to spendanother day without himyou