by tyler stenson © 2006 – ASCAP

Beautiful eyes,
They go lovely with the shirt you’ve got on.
I am twisted in your stare
Because baby’s got her blue jeans on
(And she put them on herself awful tight).

Beautiful Lady
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Those aren’t my words-
That’s not my heart
But you should know I feel that way.

You should know but you have no idea.
I tried to tell you once as you disappeared.
You should know this but you don’t;
We could have it all together but you have no idea.
Like no other here before,
You are some kind of Nameless Beautiful.

A beautiful painting of the autumn
Does no justice for the trees and
You are above this serenade
And these words I write are cheating as we speak.

You should know but you have no idea.
I tried to tell you once as you disappeared.
You should know this but you don’t;
We could have it all together but you have no idea.
Like no other here before,
You are some kind of Nameless Beautiful.

I remember it well
Because you had sunlight in your hair.

You should know but you have no idea.
I tried to scream my heart as you disappeared.
You should know this but you don’t;
We could have it all together but you have no idea.
Like no other here before,
You are some kind of Nameless–
And I would love to keep it all.