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