[Intro]
Here's a- here's a- um- uh, song, off of "Up"
Um, this is called...
Appropriately enough
"At My Most Beautiful"

[Chorus]
I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile
[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
I've found a way to make you
I've found a way
A way to make you smile

[Outro]
Thank you
That's all
Well, I guess um-, I guess I should, uh, say thanks to the BBC for um, uh, making the weather as crap as it is
Everybody would be at home, listening to their radios tonight and for giving us a couple of hours to express ourselves and our manly American ways, thank you