| I wanted to write you | |
| A beautiful, beautiful song | |
| I wanted to write you | |
| A beautiful, beautiful song | |
| A beautiful song | |
| The kind that makes your memory | |
| Go sailing through the window, like in a movie | |
| And fly away, a million miles into space | |
| And look down and look down on the lights of the world | |
| Like people were as nice as the sight of it all | |
| Just you, I wanted to sing you | |
| A beautiful, beautiful song | |
| I wanted to sing you | |
| A beautiful, beautiful song | |
| A beautiful song | |
| But you know what a cynic I am | |
| And my voice isn't that good anyway | |
| So all I can do is rave on | |
| So all I can do is rave on |