Привет! Любишь ли ты путешествовать? Бывать в дальних странах или ходить с друзьями в поход? А летать на самолёте? Я помню свой первый полёт. Как неведомая сила отрывала меня от Земли и уносила в даль.
Мне понравилось летать. Я испытывал упоение от полёта. И Слава Богу, всё прошло хорошо!
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Lyrics:
Oh what a feeling
To wake up everyday
Knowing I am loved by you
I can’t believe it
What did I do to deserve
Someone to hold me like you do
If nobody’s perfect
Then all that I want
Is to be imperfect with you
Cuz you take me as I am
And I take you as you are
With your hard and weathered hands
and the bruises on my heart
That make me who I am
That make you who you are
Baby when you take my hand
You show me that my scars are beauty marks
Ohhhhh
Beauty Marks
Beauty Marks
I look in the mirror
And I see all my flaws
But you see light in all I do
Now I’m realizing
That the ugliness I saw
Theyre all pretty things to you
And I don’t have to cover
Anything I’ll share it all
I don’t have to hide from the truth
Cuz you take me as I am
And I take you as you are
With your hard and weathered hands
And the bruises on my heart
That make me who I am
That make you who you are
Baby when you take my hand
You show me that my scars are beauty marks
Ohhhh
Beauty Marks
Beauty Marks
Now I know what true love means
So real it feels like a dream
No looking back to the past
It was all part of the plan
I feel the love in your hands
Boy when you touch me like that
The way you love every part
You show me my scars are beauty marks
Beauty Marks
Ohhh they’re beauty marks
Beauty Marks
Cuz you take me as I am
And I take you as you are
With your hard and weathered hands
and the bruises on my heart
That make me who I am
That make you who you are
Baby when you take my hand
You show me that my scars are
Beauty Marks