At my most beautiful

I've found a way to make you smile. 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 my most beautiful.
I've found a way to make you smile. 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 you're closed eye watching me, listening.
I though I saw a smile.
I've found a way to make you smile. I've found a way, a way to make you smile.

REM


La última vez que escuché In Time ya me tocó, pero el otro día cuando la oí en Up no me dejó duda: es preciosa.