I don't need to climb the top of an Everest mountain
I don't need to sail the world's bluest sea
You can cut down your garden of crimson roses
Go steal away all the gold from the streets up in heaven
I don't wanna feel the "JOI DE VIVRE" of a Paris evening
Please melt away the first fallen snow in December
Go cool the warmest breezes of a virgin island
Stop counting all your starlights
Go turn off all your sunsets
'Cause all I want, is what is here
All I need is my beautiful
You're my beautiful
You are my beautiful one
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