Beautiful are the stars in the midnight sky
Beautiful are field of wheat and rye
Beautiful is the fall and the colors that it brings
Beautiful are birds and songs that they sing
But even more then these is the sight I see
When look in to your eyes
You know it's real, the way I feel
It's not a big surprise
That your more then beautiful in my eyes
The stars in space can't keep pace with the way you look tonight
A field of grain cannot contain your spirit sweet and bright
The trees in fall don't compare at all to the good things that you do
And the birds can't sing nor their anthems ring all that I see in you
But even more then these is the sight I see
When look in to your eyes
You know it's real, the way I feel
It's not a big surprise
That your more then beautiful in my eyes