Susan Wong Cavatina
He was beautiful,
Beautiful to my eyes.
From the moment I saw him,
The sun filled the sky.
He was so so beautiful,
Beautiful just to hold.
In my dreams he was spring time
Winter was cold.
How could I tell him
What I so clearly could see
Though I longed for him
I never trusted me completely
So I never could be free.
Oh, but it was beautiful
Knowing now that he cared
I will always remember
Moments that we shared
Now it's all over
Still the feelings linger on
For my dream keeps returning
Now that he's gone.
For it was beautiful, beautiful,
