Almost Beautiful

Lyrics

You're beautiful, almost A lost and sad reflection Of another's ghost A shadow of a shadow That's been haunting me the most So close, so close You're wonderful, nearly Not quite a picture postcard Of the way that it should be A whisper, of a rumour Of a dying melody Perfect, but not really Red are the roses, no doubt At least until we throw them out And violets I can do without Regardless of their hue Though such things have their place I know it's true But a pillow over the face Maybe that's a kind of love too You're wonderful, nearly Not quite a picture postcard Of the way that it it should be A whisper, of a rumour Of a dying melody Perfect, but not really You're beautiful, almost A lost and sad reflection Of another's ghost A shadow, of a shadow That's been haunting me the most So close, so close Beautiful, almost...