R.E.M. - At My Most Beautiful

I’ve found a way…to make you,

I’ve found a way,

A way…to make you smile.

I read bad poetry

Into your machine.

I save your messages

Just to hear your voice.

You always listen carefully

To awkward rhymes.

You always say your name,

Like I wouldn’t know it’s you.

At your most beautiful.

I’ve found a way to make you,

I’ve found a way…

A way to make you smile.

At my most beautiful.

I count your eyelashes, secretly.

With every one, whisper, “I love you”.

I let you sleep.

I know your closed eye watching me

Listening,

I thought I saw a smile.

I’ve found a way to make you,

I’ve found a way,

A way to make you smile.