Oh, what a feeling
To wake up every day 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 heart in 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 uglyness I saw,
There are pretty things to you.
And I don't have to cover anything, I 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 heart in 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 why you love me,
So real, it feels like a dream,
No looking back to the past,
It was all part of the plan.
I feel the love in your haze,
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 heart in 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.
