I find I still see the beauty in sights yet left unbeautiful
the most becoming moments are the ones yet left in shade
i find within my repetior shadow where the sun has lit
the face of objects apparently left worthless in the trade

I long to find the beauty in a carcrash of a lifestyle
or wander through the town again where everyone knew my name
it takes a map to treck across the land to where I've found my X
it marks the spot of difference that has shown me I'm the same

when mountains rejoice and rocks cry out
is when they say the world will understand how far they fell
but I can make neither happen so I lift my voice insted
I hope they one day realize they lost a place and traded for a hell

There is beauty that is waiting behind darkend vail that is the silence
like a bride behind the doors as she waits to meet her groom
but the beauty cannot come until the vail is lifted
it is our choice to lift it or our beauty is our doom.

the tragedy shows the viberance of the color
that saved us from ourselves
it's worthless to be just beautiful
if we leave our talent on the shelves.

I find I still see the beauty in sights yet left unbeautiful
the most becoming moments are the ones yet left in shade
i find within my repetior shadow where the sun has lit
the face of objects apparently left worthless in the trade

I long to find the beauty in a carcrash of a lifestyle
or wander through the town again where everyone knew my name
it takes a map to treck across the land to where I've found my X
it marks the spot of difference that has shown me I'm the same

when mountains rejoice and rocks cry out
is when they say the world will understand how far they fell
but I can make neither happen so I lift my voice insted
I hope they one day realize they lost a place and traded for a hell

There is beauty that is waiting behind darkend vail that is the silence
like a bride behind the doors as she waits to meet her groom
but the beauty cannot come until the vail is lifted
it is our choice to lift it or our beauty is our doom.

the tragedy shows the viberance of the color
that saved us from ourselves
it's worthless to be just beautiful
if we leave our talent on the shelves.

come here and hold my heart in your hands
squeeze it and make it beat-ba-beat -- again
I haven't got a home it feels and I don't have a friend
come here and make my heart ba-beat-ba-beat again

It's turning cold, I feel it blue
ba--- beat its failing true
and I don't have the strength to pay the dues
ba --- beat I'm falling through

needin you right here tonight
ba ---- beat this can't be right
You're not supposed to take flight
ba ---- beat this isn't right

' belong with you I know
ba ---- beat its getting cold
I need you here a hundred fold
ba ----- beat it's getting cold

come here and hold my heart in your hands
squeeze and make it beat-ba-beat again
you are my only home and the only ever friend
come here and make my heart beat-ba-beat again