At My Most Beautiful

I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile

I read bad poetry into your machine
I save your messages
Just to hear your voice
You always listen carefully
To awkward rhymes

You always say your name
Like I wouldn't know it's you
At your most beautiful

I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile

At my most beautiful
I count your eyelashes secretly
With every one whisper, "I love you"
I let you sleep

I know your closed eye watching me
Listening
I thought I saw a smile

I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Lawrence Buck, Michael Stipe, Michael E. Mills
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