Just think of things like a daffodils
And peaceful sheep on clover hills
And morning sun on whippoorwills
And you'll see the face that I love

Think of any old sky getting ready to cry
Down comes the rain but it's raining confetti

Then think of things like far off isles
Two blue-green eyes and sunlit smiles
And in your hand, a wishing star
The one you thought too far above

Every lovely view introduces you
To the face that I love

Just think of things like a daffodils
And peaceful sheep on clover hills
And morning sun on whippoorwills
And you'll see the face that I love

Think of any old sky getting ready to cry
Down comes the rain but it's raining confetti

Then think of things like far off isles
Two blue-green eyes and sunlit smiles
And in your hand, a wishing star
The one you thought too far above
Every lovely view introduces you
To the face that I love