I look through the window and up in the skies as i see
the beautiful blueness of your beautiful big blue eyes

i look at the bark of abig brown tree and the brown i see there
is the beautiful browness of your beautiful smooth brown hair

i look at the ocean as the waves seem all ripply and goes along with how the wind blows
and i see the way that how everything you do just seems to flow

i listen to my sterio and with every choice with of station
i hear the beautiful sound of your beautiful voice

i listen to the breeze as the sky begains to form a storm
it reminds me of all the ups and downs we went through together and how were still in one beautiful piece

and even though you look beautiful and you sound beautiful too
i could never have enough courage to ask that question that I've always wanted to ask you