
Date of issue: 15.07.1967
Song language: English
Celeste |
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 |
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San Francisco | 2018 |
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Look in the Mirror | 2012 |
Take a Moment | 2012 |
Enemies and Friends (1969) | 2012 |
Yves | 2012 |
Illusion | 2012 |
Crazy Man | 2012 |
Dear Sister | 2012 |
Stained Glass Morning | 2012 |