Our conversations are flying home tonight Honeymooners, returning on a midnight flight They are coming back to normal lives Vacations morph into nine-to-fives And I slip off this rosy pair Of lenses and you're still beautiful Smoke has cleared, the wrapping tears Bright lights fade, and you're still beautiful I sense you shaving off my mysteries And knowing my trophies have realistic histories The fish I've caught are back to normal size A man of limits stands before your gentle eyes And I slip off this rosy pair Of lenses and you're still beautiful Smoke has cleared, the wrapping tears Bright lights fade, and you're still beautiful I start with my nose at the painting Slowly step back and this is amazing Dr. Cal has a patiently waiting for me to earn them "Real" is harder to see in a smile Tears break the seal of denial Rosy colors are nice for a while but now I'm learning And I slip off this rosy pair Of lenses and you're still beautiful