Dearest girl, I'm worried 'bout us Losing you became my worst curse I won't say that I will buy you a car And I won't buy you some stars There are too many words I would like to say But I truly don't know how to begin You mean too much to my life You mean so much that I can't hide When I sing this song Sing this song Sing this song Sing this song Although my songs are sad They are the prettiest songs As you are the prettiest star And I am the happiest guy So, so I sing these songs for you Talking about your holy face, eyes, hair, hand, face, eyes, hair, hand I wrote these songs for you That's why they're so... so... so... Beautiful! Beautiful! Beautiful! Beautiful!