The lights are on your stage again tonight I see the way they watch you move and sway I hear the echoes of your song so bright A story sung that everyone has told A velvet voice, a melody of gold And in that moment, what can a shadow say? Is there a key that you possess, I missed? I stand here tall, a figure out of place A secret written on your perfect wrist? Is the frame too big for what the world demands of grace? Why are you so beautiful? I wish I looked like that. I read the pages of your life, no broken paragraph. Your world's a canvas, vibrant, clear, and bold And mine's a sketch, forgotten, gray, and old. And maybe all this ache I feel inside Is just the distance my own fear must hide. But tonight, the truth is louder than the lie: I need the light that you reflect, just to try. If I could borrow just an hour of your perfect view, Maybe I could finally feel beautiful, too. Why are you so beautiful? I wish I looked like that. I read the pages of your life, no broken paragraph. Your world's a canvas, vibrant, clear, and bold And mine's a sketch, forgotten, gray, and old. ...So beautiful... I wish I looked like that...
