Celeste (Scott McKenzie)

Here I stand acting like a silly clown would I don't know why, would anybody like to try The changes I'm going through? A hidden lie would fortify Something that don't exist But it ain't so bad, I'm just a lad So many more things to do I intend to come right through them all with you. My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind We talk a while by a crooked stile You're lucky to catch a few There's no magic wand in a perfumed hand It's a pleasure to be true In my crystal halls a feather falls Being beautiful just for you But that might not be quite true, that's up to you. Dawn crept in unseen to find me still awake A strange young girl sang her songs for me And left 'fore the day was born That dark princess with saddening jest She lowered her eyes of woe And I felt her sigh, I wouldn't like to try The changes she's going through But I hope love comes right through them all with you.