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 you


For you - it's just - a -


A dozen dreamers

This is the way I will it


Sometimes -


I'm sometimes

I'm just, just, just too much


Just too much


And I don't know

And never known


And all I ever want to be


And I can't tell you

I can't tell you


But it's never really near to me


Sunface, sunface, sunface, sunface



And, closing up

And winding down


This little beautiful


This little wonder ground

How would it be


To take your hand


I'm not the easy kind

I'll never understand


And somehow


Make it seem so right

This is the easy child


Who's going to face the light


Sunface, sunface

Some felt it, some felt it


Sunface, sunface


Some felt it, some felt it


And walk around


And touch the view

There is an easy angle

Least that is true


And truth's enough

To make me smile


Everbody's able and

Everybody's trial

And 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 shines on me


(Just a)

Sunface, sunface, sunface, sunface

Sunface, sunface, sunface, sunface

Sunface, sunface, sunface