Beautiful For Me

Artist: Nichole Nordeman
Song Title: Beautiful For Me

Every girl young and old has to face her own reflection
Twirl around, stare it down, what’s the mirror gonna say
With some luck, you’ll measure up
But you might not hold a candle to the rest
“Is that your best?” says the mirror to the mess
But there’s a whisper in the noise
Can you hear a little voice
And he says

[CHORUS]
Has anybody told you you’re beautiful?
You might agree if you could see what I see, oh
‘Cuz everything about you is incredible
You should have seen me smile
The day that I made you beautiful for me

If it’s true beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
What my life and what’s inside to give him something to behold
I want a heart that’s captivating
I wanna hear my Father say-yeah-yeah

[CHORUS]
Has anybody told you you’re beautiful?
You might agree if you could see what I see, oh
‘Cuz everything about you is incredible
You should have seen me smile
The day that I made you beautiful for me

[BRIDGE]
Close your eyes, look inside
Let me see the you that you’ve been trying to hide
Long ago, I made you so very beautiful
So I ought to know you’re beautiful

[CHORUS]
Has anybody told you you’re beautiful?
You might agree if you could see what I see, yeah
‘Cuz everything about you is incredible
You should have seen me smile
The day that I made you beautiful for me
You’re so beautiful
Beautiful for me
So beautiful for me

Has anybody told you?


It's not easy to stay positive and upbeat when all your body does in its free time is to remind you that you're sick. You're unwell. And that you're just. not. right. yet.

"Close your eyes, look inside

Let me see the you that you’ve been trying to hide"

And the thing about being ill and feeling like crap every waking hour is it often makes you look like crap, too. Ahh, but then what those forever-positive slap-happy people will do is turn around and tell you, "Look on the inside instead! Because it's the inside that counts! Not the outside!" -_-'''


Hey dude, what if it's the inside that's not quite right right now? Huh? Then what? Cos all I've got now is whatever's outside, lousy as it may be. And at the end of the day, it's what keeps my insides inside and out of sight, and semi-protects it from all the judging and criticising I would otherwise have been put through.

"Has anybody told you you’re beautiful?

You might agree if you could see what I see

‘Cuz everything about you is incredible

You should have seen me smile

The day that I made you beautiful for me"

Sigh.

Tell me again how this is true.

Cos right now, I don't see it,

and I sure as hell don't feel it, too.