your holding on, when you outta let go   before you know it youll be back on the road   your putting love where there is no love at all   before you know it youll be hitting the wall      but now your free   i see your eyes in my dreams   they follow me as I live and breath   its a beutiful thing      i in a phone booth but I am not going to call   you know it dangerous to talk to me at all   i am excitable I dont know when to stop   I just keep paceing the floors of this old truck stop      but now your free   i see your eyes in my dreams   they follow me as I live and breath   its a beutiful thing      I am thinking of you   its a beautiful thing      I am thinking of you   its a beautiful thing      I am thinking of you    its a beautiful thing....yeah      I am thinking of you    its a beautiful thing      Iam thinking of you    its a beautiful thing....yeah...yeah      I am thinking of you    its a beautiful thing