paroles de chanson MAKER - The Hollies
(Clarke
/ Hicks
/ Nash)
Days
of
yellow
saffron.
Nights
with
purple
skies.
Melting
in
the
sunbeams
From
my
maker′s
eyes.
Mountain-colored
lilac
In
the
distant
haze.
I
would
like
to
lie
here,
Timing
all
my
days
Move
past
my
window,
Sunshine
is
shimmering
Jack-o-lanterns
glimmering,
Giant
moths
are
flickering
around.
See,
the
moon
is
hiding
Underneath
the
sea.
Pretty
soon
he'll
venture
To
take
a
look
at
me.
So
I
humbly
stand
here
Beneath
his
golden
glow.
Doesn′t
he
remind
me
Of
somebody
I
know?
I
must
be
leaving,
Back
to
reality.
Don't
you
just
pity
me?
I
could
so
easily
stay
here.
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