Текст песни The Optimist - Tom Rosenthal
Nothing
is
wanting
Just
what
I
want
The
birds
wait
till
morning
The
rain
is
does
not
Darkness
is
brewing
Galaxies
away
Mug's
on
the
table
Tea's
going
grey
All
I
want
is
here
before
me
And
it's
lonely
So
I
escape
to
your
face
Your
eyes
in
the
stars
May
they
always
find
a
way
To
take
me
apart
You
could
say
I
was
an
optimist
Beaming
like
a
fool
But
I
know
where
I
found
it
I
found
it
in
you
Quiet
and
empty
I
feel
kind
of
full
Of
some
sort
of
gladness
And
nothing
to
do
Here
I
go
Optimist
Looking
out
there
for
you
Beams
like
a
fool
I
think
I
found
them
in
you
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