When you're looking up I see the sun's reflection in your dark blue eyes When you're looking down The same sun sends some shining silver streams Through your golden hair
When you walk along I collect the white daisies that spring beneath your feet When you start to speak I gather all your precious loving words To save for when I'm old
When you go to sleep Seven good fairies come and sprinkle you with love When you start to wake Three elfin painters with their jars of sunbeam Colour your windows
When you're looking up I see the sun's reflection in your dark blue eyes When you're looking down The same sun sends some shining silver streams Through your golden hair
When you walk along I collect the white daisies that spring beneath your feet When you start to speak I gather all your precious loving words To save for when I'm old
When you go to sleep Seven good fairies come and sprinkle you with love When you start to wake Three elfin painters with their jars of sunbeam Colour your windowsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
