R.E.M.

At My Most Beutiful

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 awkward rhymes
You always say your name,
Like I wouldn't know its you,
At your most beautiful.
Do... Do... Do... Do...
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 your closed eye watching me,
Listening.
I thought I saw a smile.
Do... Do... Do... Do...
I've found a way to make you,
I've found a way,
A way to make you smile.
The end part goes sort of like this I think:

Tabbed by Douglas Baird