Something Beautiful.

I hope the stars fall down and blackout the sky,
so broken hearts fumble around and pain doesn't supply a sound.
Because the ones who deserve a wish never get the chance to dream.
Life isn't symbolic, it's exactly as it seems.

So I guess beauty must be skin deep.
Cause the rest of the world is falling to their knees.
There is nothing magical about a corrupted soul,
so keep saying she's beautiful it's going to get old.

Maybe in time you'll start to see that,
maybe in time you'll find something beautiful in me.