In boxer shorts and an oversized T-shirt
I feel beautifulNot the pretty dress with the rose on it
My hair isn't even brushed
But I feel beautiful
Of course I could never let you see me like this
I would need make-up
And atleast a bottle of hairspray
Because that's what makes me beautiful to you
When I'm not alone
What I think doesn't matter
How I feel doesn't matter
But at night like this
When I'm all alone
I can be myself
This is my turn
This is my time
To be beautiful.
