Oh, what a feeling
To wake up everyday, knowing I am loved by you
I can't believe it
What did I do to deserve someone to hold me like you do
If nobody's perfect
Then all that I want, is to be imperfect with you
'Cause you take me as I am
And I take you as you are
With your hard and weathered hands
And the bruises on my heart
That make me who I am
That make you who you are
Baby, when you take my hand
You show me that my scars are beauty marks
Oh
Beauty marks
Beauty marks
I look in the mirror
And I see all my flaws
But you see light in all I do
Now I'm realizing that the ugliness I saw
They're all pretty things to you
And I don't have to cover, anything I'll share it all
I don't have to hide from the truth
'Cause you take me as I am
And I take you as you are
With your hard and weathered hands
And the bruises on my heart
That make me who I am
That make you who you are
Baby, when you take my hand
You show me that my scars are beauty marks
Oh
Beauty marks
Beauty marks
Now I know what true love means
So real, it feels like a dream
No looking back to the past
It was a part of the path
I feel the love in your hands
Boy, when you touch me like that
The way you love every part
You show me my scars are beauty marks
Beauty marks
Oh, they're beauty marks
Beauty marks
'Cause you take me as I am
And I take you as you are
With your hard and weathered hands
And the bruises on my heart
That make me who I am
That make you who you are
Baby, when you take my hand
You show me that my scars are beauty marks
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