the face i love
Just think of things
Like daffodils
And peaceful sheep
On clovered hills
The morning song
Of whipporwills
Then youll see the face that I love
Think of any old sky
getting ready to cry
Down comes the rain
But its raining confetti
Then think of things
like far off isles
And blue-green eyes
And sunlit smiles
And in your hand
The wishing star
The one you thought too far above
Every lovely view introduces you
To the face that I love
Then think of things
like far off isles
And blue-green eyes
And sunlit smiles
And in your hand
The wishing star
The one you thought too far above
Every lovely view introduces you
To the face that I love