At My Most Beautiful - R.E.M.

I’ve found a way to make you

I’ve found a way

A way to make you smile

I read bad poetry

Into your machine

I save your messages

Just to hear your voice.

You always listen carefully

To awkwards rhymes.

You always say your name.

Like I woulden’t know it’s you

At your most beautiful.

I’ve found a way to make you

I’ve found a way

A way to make you smile

At my most beautiful

I count your eyelashes secretly.

With every one, whisper I love you.

I let you sleep.

I know you’re closed eye watching me,

Listening.

I thought I saw a smile.

I’ve found a way to make you

I’ve found a way

A way to make you smile