Whitlams Beautiful As You
Travelling the world from side to side
From Pocket Mountain to the Apple's eye
Like a misanthrope on Halloween I'm hiding
Under a tapestry of stone hung from the sky
But in all the ocean's blur, the planes and taxis
And the places I have been and left behind
Nothing's to me as beautiful as you
And how we'd be, if I could say it too
Nothing's to me as beautiful, as beautiful, as
beautiful as you
From a one horse town where we played over 50 songs
To an English rose and a Nova Scotian girl
And when the sun came up we all found the meaning
If I could read my writing I could tell you now
I'm looking down Manhattan to the lady
And casting streetlight shadows in a cloud of rising
steam
Nothing's to me as beautiful as you
And how we'd be, if I could say it too
Nothing's to me as beautiful, as beautiful, as
beautiful as you
as beaytiful as you
I miss you girl like I miss the skyline of my own
hometown
And I love you like I love the familiar feeling of
being homeward bound
as beaytiful as you[x2] nanana
From an eagle hitching ice on down the Hudson
Through an early morning mist out on the bay
Nothing's to me as beautiful as you
Nothing's for free, I know they say that too
Nothing's to me as beautiful, as beautiful, as
beautiful as you
