At My Most Beautiful (R.E.M.)

I've found a way to make you I've found a way a way to make you smile I read bad poetry into your machine I save your messages just to hear your voice. you always listen carefully to awkward rhymes. you always say your name. like I wouldn't know it's you, at your most beautiful. I've found a way to make you I've found a way a way to make you smile at my most beautiful I count your eyelashes secretly. with every one, whisper I love you. I let you sleep. I know your closed eye watching me, listening. I thought I saw a smile. I've found a way to make you I've found a way a way to make you smile