All The Beautiful Things

One, nah, I'm not gonna count, sorry

Everyday I wake up and wonder why
I'm alone when I know I am a lovely guy

Birds come down from skies so blue
See all the beautiful things you do
Why can't I just get with you?

Every night I carry out my plan
Pray to God that one day I can be your man

Birds come down from skies so blue
See all the beautiful things you do
Why can't I just get with

You'd be my only friend in the world
Or you could just be my girl

And if I do run away from this life
It won't be much for me in the afterlife
Although I know that you don't even care
I would rather stay in a world where

Birds come down from skies so blue
See all the beautiful things you do
Why can't I just get with you?



Credits
Writer(s): Mark O. Everett
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