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Love is a beautiful thing Hugging, Kissing, Laughing, holding hands Love is a beautiful thing Unless it's you loving another man And I can't stand to see you hugging, kissing, laughing, holding hands If it's not me you see how could that be a thing of beauty? Oh no Love is a beautiful thing Birds are singing songs down from the trees Love is a beautiful thing The breeze is blowing, rustling Autumn leaves But if those leaves are rustling underneath somebody else's feet If it's not me you see then how could that be a thing of beauty? I find comfort in the leaving Over time I'll come to see someday how love could be that way Love is a beautiful thing Winter's rage has often leaned to spring Love is a beautiful And on your hand I see that there's a ring And I would understand if I had put that ring upon your hand But it was not me, it seems How could that be a thing of beauty? Oh no How could that be a thing of beauty? Aus Songtexte Mania