02-25-2007, 12:54 PM
Caramon picked up the other fuzzle as it nearly slid off the stair, and he gave it a look. "Buzz, I'm not letting you run off so you can steal beer off the local drunks again. You know what happened last time." It seemed to slump a little.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!