At My Most Beautiful (live from John Peel studio session on BBC Radio 1 / 1998)

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 awkwards 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 you're 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