Love Is a Beautiful Thing

Love is a beautiful thing
 Hugging, kissing, laughing, holding hands
 Love is a beautiful thing
 Unless it's you loving another man
 And I can't stand to see you hugging
 Kissing, laughing, holding hands
 If it's not me you see how could
 That be a thing of beauty?
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 Oh no
 Love is a beautiful thing
 Birds are singing songs down from the trees
 Love is a beautiful thing
 The breeze is blowing, rustling Autumn leaves
 But if those leaves are rustling
 Underneath somebody else's feet
 If it's not me you see then
 How could that be a thing of beauty?
 I find comfort in believing
 Over time I'll come to see someday
 How love could be that way
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 Love is a beautiful thing
 Winter's rage has softened into spring
 Love is a beautiful thing
 And on your hand I see that there's a ring
 And I would understand if I had
 Put that ring upon your hand
 But it was not me, it seems
 How could that be a thing of beauty?
 Oh no
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 How could that be a thing of beauty?