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