Take my hand and I will show
You all the things I deeply know
More, Betty Shue, you're clearly blind
To all of the goodness that resides
In your fingertips, in your life
In your fingertips, in your smile
But I could be the window to the
Amber glowing golden picture
That I see
So easily
And you could be the grand collector
Come to life, no more respect
The fantasy
Name what everybody else sees
But it is what's worth





Clouds that bound to find thá uét
Into your sweet reflection's gaze
And we, we all want to be the wind
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Oh, letting the sun shine in again
Oh, letting the sun shine in again
Oh, letting the sun shine in again
Oh, I could be the window to the amber glowing golden picture
That I see so easily
And you could be the grand collector
Come to life, no more respecter
Fantasy
Name
What everybody else sees
What everybody else sees
What everybody else sees
What everybody else sees
I'll see you next week.