And although nobody touches Your mind is ragged for riches Each picture needs its hinges To swing on when you open The door snores in a door frame You're framed by occupation You want the feathers from the duck's back Like you need a suit of armour There's beauty in your body But you can't see it and don't feel it And you're looking for something That people can see in you And who knows what they're seeing Without even looking With forests disappearing And heavens getting closer And we aren't even looking No wonder you don't know There's beauty in your body But you can't see it and don't feel it And on the streets of Aston Two lovers slowly walking From cinema to station A crusade amongst concrete Jacob and the angel The lift doors close behind them And after love like combat They step into the shower There's beauty in your body But you can't see it and don't feel it You don't feel good Like I know you should Baby it's you It's up to you As I began to tell you I saw your eyes glaze over Like ice across an ocean Or skaters on a fruit cake Do you remember childhood? Did you ever feel good? If only you could thaw out The ice age that you live in There's beauty in your body But you can't see it and don't feel it