A thoughtful sweet female face, gaze lost among delicate patterns of fragrant humidity on the window panes.
She smiles because beyond that humid window shines her friend the sun. Her gaze is illuminated by warm rays that warm the heart.
You do well to smile because that glass does not exist.
Beyond light melodies like little clouds in an autumn sky about to open up in a warm smile.
Fragrant melodies with colors à la Brian Wilson, pocket-sized baroque pop arrangements sprinkled with powdered sugar, sunshine pop, light exotic sitar smiles, bossa nova hooks, I think of Love, easy lounge jazz à la Bacharach, flowers in the hair and a smiling immense lavender sun.
Smile Margo. That glass does not exist, the world is within you.
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12 Sunday Morning (02:19)
Sunday morning
Sun shining on your eyes
Sleepy face
Smiling into mine
Sunday morning
Lots of time with nothing to do
Lots of time to spend with you
on Sunday morning
It's so quiet in the street
We can hear the sounds of feet walking by
I'll put coffee on to brew
We can have a cup or two
And do
What other people do
on Sunday morning
Sunday morning Sunday morning
Sunday Sunday I love Sunday
Sunday morning
Come hold me in your arms
I love you
Everything is all right
Sunday morning
Lots of time
Lots of time
on Sunday morning
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