Looking up to the cloud above my head
Your face concealed by purple mist that feels like lead
It slowly clears and at last my eyes are filledSunny cellophane skies
Silver writing my eyes
Bright sunny cellophane skies
I like the way you make me feel
Sensations I thought were unrealNow your life has gone
In this world it don't belong
Words are all I own
Now you're gone I'm all aloneSunny cellophane skies
Silver writing my eyes
Bright sunny cellophane skies
I like the way you make me feel
Sensations I thought were unreal
Songwriters
LANCASTER, ALAN CHARLESPublished by
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