beautiful life.

the breeze kisses softy and gently,

my dear -

this cup of coffee tastes

like home.

and where I go? I can’t explain it,

my dear-

when my cigarette rush sinks so

low.

It’s a beautiful life, oh baby,

when you kiss so soft and slow.

let’s fly to rome, I hear it’s fantastic

this time of year.

we’ll look at art until

our eyes see all.

I’ll write a song that pulls the sky

to tears -

weeping love,

for all I hold.

It’s a beautiful life, oh baby,

when you kiss so soft and slow.

It’s a beautiful life, my baby,

when you kiss so soft and slow.

when you kiss so soft,

soft and slow.

It’s a beautiful life.