You Look Beautiful

You're looking good,
I Haven't seen you for a long time,
How've you been? I like the way you have your hair,
But something has changed,
And I can see a woman in your eyes, and in your smile;

Remember when we'd always be together,
And we believed this love would never die.

And ever since then,
I've often wondered how I'd feel if we should meet again,

And you look beautiful, you look wonderful,
You're like an angel heaven sent to me,
You look beautiful, you look wonderful,
I've got a feeling this was meant to be,

When we broke apart, we both set off to find the world,
And face the storms of life,
I thought I heard you calling,
When your ship hit the rocks,
And here we are survivors from the sea
Just you and me, out on the beach,

If you have time,
Lets get a cup of coffee, and talk about,
All the feelings that we share,
Cos when there's still love,
You know it from the moment that you see,
Those eyes again;

And you look beautiful,
You look wonderful,
You're like an angel heaven sent to me,
You look beautiful,
You look wonderful,
I've got a feeling this was meant to be,

Yes I know it this was meant to be,
You look wonderful,
Now I know it, this was meant to be;

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