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 believing Over time I'll come to see someday How love could be that way ♪ Love is a beautiful thing Winter's rage has softened into spring Love is a beautiful thing 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?