Songtext:
Everybody, everybody, is watching everybody waiting around
I'm walking to your house I'm making this trip alone, passing the crowd
And I say, I think it's a beautiful day
This place is a charming place if there's such a thing anyway
the sky, the sun, the eart, the street
This afternoon seems too perfect
There's nothing that I want today, nothing I want today,
but this day
But this day
I'm walking to your house I'm making this trip alone, passing the crowd
And I say, I think it's a beautiful day
This place is a charming place if there's such a thing anyway
the sky, the sun, the eart, the street
This afternoon seems too perfect
There's nothing that I want today, nothing I want today,
but this day
But this day
