Yet Something Beautiful - Gino Vannelli

His eyes roamed skyward

As she wheeled him in his chair

He twithced and he trembled

While his fingers clawed at the air

He spoke in bits and pieces

His words in disarray

Yet she listened carefully

To all that he had to say

To all that he had to say

He must have been

Her beau from way back when

Someone who she swore

To honor till the end

Life is cruel

There ain’t no denying

At times too heavy a cross to bear

Yet something beautiful

When love is there

And the crowds did their damnest

To hide away their eyes

But people being people

They did otherwise

Still she tended to the needs

Of a man all bent and curled

As if God was in his heaven

And all was right with the world

She reached deep down

Inside his living hell

And touched the light

Bound by a broken shell

Life is cruel

There ain’t no denying

In the end no one is spared

Yet something beautiful

When love is there

Some wear bright stars or medals on their chest

Some heroes go

Seldom being noticed

Life is cruel

There ain’t no denying

At times too heavy to cross the dam

Yet something beautiful

When love is there

She stood him from his wheelchair

Sat him in the van

Kissed his cheek and whispered

You’re still my man