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