Beauty is a ten-story building.
Beauty is a parking garage.
Beauty is a desert oasis-
If its not some thirsty man's mirage.

Beauty is an empty horizon.
Beauty is no shoes on your feet.
Beauty is a broken umbrella
When tear drops from heaven overflow the dirty streets.

It's in your mind, it's in your mind,
Beauty’s in your mind. Your own.
Beauty is the voice of my father.
Beauty is the laugh of my son.
Beauty is the plea of a sinner when he says,
All my wicked days are done.

It's in your mind, it's in your mind,
Beauty is in your mind. Your own.

The words they put inside your mouth, they don't mean a thing.
The words they put inside your mouth, they don't mean a thing.
It's in your mind, it's in your mind,

Beauty’s in your mind.
Your own, your own, your own.