I really don’t have any right to complain in this way    My life here isn’t so bad, I’m almost embarrassed to say    When I think of all the pain you had to go through    I was going insane thinking well what can I do       I have no right to feel self-pity like this    It all still seems unreal, baby I miss    The things you say, the friend you became    To me you’ll always stay exactly the same       And that’s    Beautiful forever    How strange to think you’ll never    Have to worry about growing old, about    Counting wrinkles and the winter cold, again       In the middle of the night there’s hardly a sound    As if everything’s all right and you’re still around    You were young and strong and completely carefree    And it seems so wrong that you’ll always be       Beautiful forever    How strange to think you’ll never    Have to worry about growing old, about    Counting wrinkles and the winter cold, again