And though wistful messages
Sent loaded with lust
Remain as memories
Worth no more than dust
But you are so beautiful
To me
Still you are so beautiful
To me
But first you need to know
That I will never be her
We’re all afraid of being alone
But I will never be her
My dear
There’s no glamour in being pale
And tears all over
As I sit and watch
The lovers kissing in the darkened corners
I think I was once beautiful to you
I was once beautiful
To you
But we can’t escape the fact
That I will never be her
Oh, I’m pleased to say that
I will never be her
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