Listening to Freddie Mercury, pondering upon your touch.
Under this great surburban sun, with beautiful you
Catching twinkles in our eyes, as easy as catching lightening bugs.
The surburban town becoming dusk, and murky,
down with the sun, and up those stairs with Beautiful You.
That fine thin hair, I'm running my fingers through,
always caught up in a knot.
Those eyes have stolen that suns shine, and together here tonight,
under these overs with beautiful you, they twinkle and giggle
in the shallow light. Our faces so close, I can feel your breath
there's nothing better than laying under the world,
with beautiful, beautiful you.