Beautiful Lyrics > Sunday in the Park With George

[[Old Lady]]
Changing...
It keeps changing
I see towers
Where there were trees
Going,
All the stillness
The solitude,
Georgie
Sundays
Disappearing
All the time
When things were beautiful...

[[George]]
All things are beautiful
Mother
All trees, all towers
Beautiful
That tower-
Beautiful, Mother
See?
A perfect tree

Pretty isn't beautiful, Mother
Pretty is what changes
What the eye arranges
Is what is beautiful

[[Old Lady]]
Fading

[[George]]
I'm changing
You're changing

[[Old Lady]]
It keeps fading...

[[George]]
I'll draw us now before we fade
Mother

[[Old Lady]]
It keeps melting
Before our eyes

[[George]]
You watch
While I revise the world

[[Old Lady]]
Changing,
As we sit here-
Quick, draw it all
Georgie...

[[Both]]
Sundays-

[[Old Lady]]
Disappearing,
As we look-

[[George]]
Look! Look!

[[Old Lady]]
You make it beautiful
Oh, Georgie, how I long for the old view
Last Update: December, 23rd 2013