Look for me where true beauty lies.
I'll be there, just open your eyes.
I'll be the orange sunset sky,
Or the tallest tree swaying by.
I'll be the rose on bushes grow,
And the rivers down mountains flow.
Search for me where real beauty lies.
I will be there, just close your eyes.
I'll be the breeze brushing your cheek,
Or tweeting birds that wish to speak.
I'll be the sand beneath your feet,
Ev'ry roaring wave's crashing beat.
Look for me where true beauty lies.
I'll be there, right before your eyes.
