In a small town
Past a clock tower
Tolling twelve o'clock midnight
There were children folding flowers into butterflies
Singing about blue heavens
And they were wishing
And they were loving
And they were dreaming of becoming beautiful
And they were wishing
And they were loving
And they were dreaming of becoming beautiful
The sun shone
With the stars and moon
They had dazzled eyes sparkling
Standing on chairs
They gleaned the ocean sky
But the clock never ever slowed at all
Time we had
Each second a moment
Our memories
Time we have
We're created to dream
Our destinies
Each minute a song
What happened after midnight
What happened after midnight
What song will we sing
Are we still dreaming
And they were wishing
And they were loving
And they were dreaming of becoming
Beautiful
We turn around
Still holding a thread called love
We're lost and found
Still holding a thread called love
And they were wishing
And they were loving
And they were dreaming of becoming beautiful
And they were wishing
And they were loving
And they were dreaming of becoming beautiful
And they were wishing
And they were loving
And they were dreaming of becoming
Beautiful
We were beautiful
We are beautiful
You are beautiful
We're searching for what's beautiful
In a small town
Past a clock tower
Tolling twelve o'clock midnight