x2 Love is a beautiful thing Hugging, kissing, laughing, holding hands Love is a beautiful thing Bmdim Unless it's you loving another man Bmdim And I can't stand to see you hugging, kissing, laughing, holding hands If it's not me you see how could that be a thing of beauty? Love is a beautiful thing Birds are singing songs down from the trees Love is a beautiful thing Bmdim The breeze is blowing, rustling Autumn leaves Bmdim But if those leaves are rustling underneath somebody else's feet If it's not me you see then how could that be a thing of beauty? Fm7/Bm F/Gm I find comfort in believing Over time I'll come to see someday how love could be that way Bmdim Bmdim Love is a beautiful thing Winter's rage has softened into spring Love is a beautiful thing Bmdim And on your hand I see that there's a ring Bmdim And I would understand if I had put that ring upon your hand But it was not me, it seems How could that be a thing of beauty? How could that be a thing of beauty?