Song | Celeste |
Artist | Scott McKenzie |
Album | Voice of Scott McKenzie |
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Here I stand acting like a silly clown would | |
I don't know why, would anybody like to try | |
The changes | |
I'm going through ? | |
A hidden lie would fortify | |
Something that don't exist | |
But it ain't so bad, | |
I'm just a lad | |
So many more things to do | |
I intend to come right through them all with you. | |
My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind | |
We talk a while by a crooked stile | |
You're lucky to catch a few | |
There's no magic wand in a perfumed hand | |
It's a pleasure to be true | |
In my crystal halls a feather falls | |
Being beautiful just for you | |
But that might not be quite true, that's up to you. | |
Dawn crept in unseen to find me still awake | |
A strange young girl sang her songs for me | |
And left 'fore the day was born | |
That dark princess with saddening jest | |
She lowered her eyes of woe | |
And I felt her sigh, | |
I wouldn't like to try | |
The changes she's going through | |
But I hope love comes right through them all with you. |
Here I stand acting like a silly clown would | |
I don' t know why, would anybody like to try | |
The changes | |
I' m going through ? | |
A hidden lie would fortify | |
Something that don' t exist | |
But it ain' t so bad, | |
I' m just a lad | |
So many more things to do | |
I intend to come right through them all with you. | |
My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind | |
We talk a while by a crooked stile | |
You' re lucky to catch a few | |
There' s no magic wand in a perfumed hand | |
It' s a pleasure to be true | |
In my crystal halls a feather falls | |
Being beautiful just for you | |
But that might not be quite true, that' s up to you. | |
Dawn crept in unseen to find me still awake | |
A strange young girl sang her songs for me | |
And left ' fore the day was born | |
That dark princess with saddening jest | |
She lowered her eyes of woe | |
And I felt her sigh, | |
I wouldn' t like to try | |
The changes she' s going through | |
But I hope love comes right through them all with you. |
Here I stand acting like a silly clown would | |
I don' t know why, would anybody like to try | |
The changes | |
I' m going through ? | |
A hidden lie would fortify | |
Something that don' t exist | |
But it ain' t so bad, | |
I' m just a lad | |
So many more things to do | |
I intend to come right through them all with you. | |
My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind | |
We talk a while by a crooked stile | |
You' re lucky to catch a few | |
There' s no magic wand in a perfumed hand | |
It' s a pleasure to be true | |
In my crystal halls a feather falls | |
Being beautiful just for you | |
But that might not be quite true, that' s up to you. | |
Dawn crept in unseen to find me still awake | |
A strange young girl sang her songs for me | |
And left ' fore the day was born | |
That dark princess with saddening jest | |
She lowered her eyes of woe | |
And I felt her sigh, | |
I wouldn' t like to try | |
The changes she' s going through | |
But I hope love comes right through them all with you. |