You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be
with you.
Can you tell me what woman wouldn't be captured by the scenario painted in James Blunt's new song, You're Beautiful.
I saw him on Oprah the other day and was enchanted. Between the stark simplicity of the words, and the tune stripped down on acoustic guitar with piano backing, to the self-effacing author, I wondered who the muse was, and why she had broken his heart. He mentioned only briefly that she was once his, and is no longer. Whatever did or did not happen between them, the song leaves a haunting trace of her on him. It's surely worth a listen.