He was beautiful, beautiful to my eyes From the moment I saw him the sun filled the sky. He was so, so beautiful; beautiful just to hold In my dreams he was springtime, winter was cold. How could I tell him what I so clearly could see? Though I longed for him another trusted me completely so I never could be free
Ah, but it was beautiful knowing that he 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 he's gone.