Often, too often closed
With a little beauty and the right supposing
Suppose I meet you and make you feel
There is no real reason why I be real for youFor you it's just a dozen dreamers
This is the way I will it
Sometimes, I'm sometimes
I'm just, just, just too much, just too muchAnd I don't know and never known
And all I ever want to be
And I can't tell you and I can't tell you
But it's never really near to meSunface, sunface
Sunface, sunfaceAnd closin' up
And winding down
This little beautiful
This little wonder groundHow would it be
To take your hand?
I'm not the easy kind
I'll never understandAnd somehow
Make it seem so right
This is the easy child
Who's going to face that lightSunface, sunface
Some felt it, some felt it
Sunface, sunface
Some felt it, some felt itWalk around and touch the view
There is an easy angle
Least that is true and truth's enough
To make me smileEverbody's able and everybody's trial
If you're really high enough to be the pauper
And take the rough well, the easy time will never be
But your comet's down and it, it shines on me, just aSunface, sunface, sunface
Sunface, sunface, sunface
Sunface, sunface, sunface
Sunface, sunface