While I'm bitching about a few more hours at YYZ Someone's wishing for a few more hours before death Comes to collect their beloved from their side Perspective it has never been a strong suite of mine I should call my grandmother you know It's not her fault we don't always see eye to eye Life is short so why not say the words While they can be heard while we still got time You, you, you really oughta know that you're beautiful On a flight from Metropolitan to JFK I sat behind an argument already underway Eventually they peacefully agreed to disagree If the right to bear was worth the life it buries You should call your enemy you know Befriending a foe may only take a smile Life is short so why not say the words While they can be heard while we still got time You, you, you really oughta know that you're beautiful I recall the news at six o'clock Only a few were lost and it warranted a sigh We're broken the moment we become So comfortably numb to burying a child You, you, you I guess we'll never know You, you, you just how beautiful You, you, you I guess we'll never know Just how beautiful