I’ve let them down again dropped everything and ran; a hundred miles from home, I see a face I know. From the crowd, he smiles, but I just turn away. Why give a broken girl a chance on her dying day?
You know you’re beautiful, beautiful to me. I can’t help myself from trying.
You know you’re beautiful, beautiful to me. I can’t help myself from trying. How can I forgive? On my knees again. I’m going out alone, the same way I came in.
Then he takes my hand, pulls the nails away. Somehow from beneath the smoke will rise another day! You know you’re beautiful, beautiful to me. I can’t help myself from trying.
You know you’re beautiful, beautiful to me. I can’t help myself from trying.