The clothes that you wear
The colour of your eyes
The music that you share
I guess that I like you

And the way you look in my eye
like the feeling I have when I'm next to you
Beautiful...

You are beautiful
You are the apple to my pie
And I hope you understand what I'm trying to say
I guess that I like you

I'm afraid to tell you all these things
But I'd fly across the world
Just to come home
Home to you...

Let's write a song together
about this life that you speak of
'cause I'd love to spend it with you
I'd like to spend the day with you
we'd write about the stars
the stars I see when I'm next to you
Beautiful...

You are beautiful
You're the straw to my berry
And I hope you understand what I'm trying to say
I guess that I like you

I am telling you these things
'cause your eyes shine
when I look into them
but they can never shine like mine...

Of all of the places in all of the spaces
That I've ever seen or I've ever been
Nothing can compare to you
Beautiful...

You are beautiful
You're the apple to my pie
And I hope that you understand what I've told you
I 'm sure that I like you
Cause I'm running after you
And I'll do what I can do
I'll do it all for you...