He makes me feel beautiful in the empty hours of the night
And I know he loves more than the curves of my body
For when he caresses them with his heavy lidded eyes
He is searching for a reason to stay

I feel beautiful in the early hours of the morning
And I can’t tell if it’s the way your arms are wrapped around me,
Or the way a sliver of the golden sun is shining onto us
But if serenity could be seen,
This would be it.