Mi say, sometimes we say so much. That all the words just lose their touch. And what we mean to say never gets in anyway. Before we go too far, before I lose myself.
I look at you all. See the love there that's sleeping. While my guitar gently weeps. . I look at the floor. And I see it needs sweeping. Still my guitar gently weeps.
See how they run. . Lady Madonna, children at your feet. Wonder how you manage to make ends meet. Who finds the money when you pay the rent?. Did you think that money was heaven sent?.
Let me take you down. 'Cause I'm goin' to. . Let me take you down. 'Cause I'm goin' to strawberry fields. And nothin' is real and nothin' to get hung about.
Simply having a wonderful Christmas time. . Ahh, a wonderful Christmas time. (Wonderful Christmas time). Ahh, a wonderful Christmas time. (Wonderful Christmas time).