Joe Bonamassa Oh! Beautiful ^минус

Oh Beautiful
Oh beautiful, if you were mine
I would write you letters and pour you sweet wine
Oh beautiful why you so blue?
If you can only see the way I see you
Oh gravity weighing on my soul
Keeps bringing you round back to me Like dirt to a stone
Oh gravity don't you ever go to sleep
Might wake up in the morning
And she'll be gone from your reach
Oh beautiful, if you were mine
I would write you letters and pour you sweet wine
Oh beautiful, why you so blue?
If you only can see the way I see you...