Beauty from within.
I want to take you out, piece by piece.
Fit you to my face.
Beauty from my shell.
I want to place you in my heart.
Make you wholesome.
Beauty from my soul.
I want to fill your cup.
Make you truly real.
This beauty.
Where will it take me?
Is it too much to ask?
Am I taking a path of fate?
Or am I moving forward.
Beauty is what you are my child.
Your belief to it will create it.
Beauty from the stranger.
I see you walk past day by day.
You all taste it, feel it, yearn for it.
Beauty from the follower.
You crave its shining complete spectrum.
Reach out to touch it. You're just a step away.
This beauty.
Where will it take you?
Is it too much to ask?
Are you taking a path of fate?
Or are you moving forward.
Beauty is what you are my child.
Your belief to it will create it.
And I will follow you beauty.
To the ends of the earth I will find you.
Reach out, I'm there. You've made it.
Beauty from within.
I have you. You're a fitting piece.
