You look so beautiful tonite
I’m sure
Although I can’t see into your face
I know, I’m sure
I know how your heart reads
And I’ve heard your silent tears bleed
And I know
You look beautiful tonite

Should I write you a love song
Should I cry a prayer tonite
Should I care about you so much
When I can’t even see your eyes

You look beautiful tonite
I know
Because of everything
We’ve shared, I know
Despite all connections, all recollections
Your sweet blue eyes are foreign to me
But I know
They’re beautiful tonite

Should I write you a love song
Should I cry a prayer tonite
Should I care about you so much
When I can’t even see your eyes

I know
How beautiful you are
Tonite, I know
How beautiful you’ve been
So I’ll wait, and I’ll gaze
At the naked white stars above
As you do the same to wonder
What ever happened to love

Should I write you a love song
Should I cry a prayer tonite
Should I care about you so damn much
When I can’t even see your eyes
So should I wonder
About your dark, pure soul
Should I cry you a prayer
When so unsure if it matters at all

The white moon is clouded over
By emotion so dense it burns
And when the sun decides to wake
As least you’ll still have these words