Lyrics

I can’t say I’m afraid
Of what will be, will be, will be.
People judge but they really don’t see,
What you’ll be, you’ll be, you’ll be.
And the truth is where it matters the beholder will see.

I have got to say to you – you’re beautiful.

And the scorn everyone of us knows,
And the shame of being low.
But those fools who are pushing you down,
They don’t know you as I do.
But the truth is where is matters we are more than we see.

I have got to say to you – you’re beautiful.

So beautiful.