You can't ma-nu-fac-ture a mi-ra-cle
The sil-ence was pi-ti-ful that day
And love is get-ting too cy-ni-cal
Pas-sion's just phy-si-ca-l these days
You a-na-lyse e-very-one you meet
But get no sig-n lo-ving kin-d
E-very night you ad-mit de-feat
And cry your-self bl-i-n--d
If you can't wake up in the mor-ning
'Cause your bed lies va-cant at night
If you're lost, hurt, ti-red or lo-ne-ly
Can't con-trol it try as you mi-ght
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, ti-red and lo-ne-ly
Some-thing beau-ti-ful will come yo-ur way
The D-J said on the ra-di-o
Life should be ste-re-o each day
And the past that cast the un-sui-table
In-stead of some kind of beau-ti-ful
You just could-n't wait
All your friends think you're sa-tis-fied
But they can't see your sou-l, no, no, n-o
For-got the time fee-ling pe-tri-fied
When they lived a-l-o-n--e
Some kind of bea-u-ti-ful
Some kind of beau-ti-ful
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You won't be lo-st, hurt, ti-red and lo-ne-ly
Some-thing beau-ti-ful will come yo-ur way.
amur14