When I look into your eyes. It's like watching the night sky. Or a beautiful sunrise. There's so much they hold. . And just like them old stars. I see that you've come so far.
A little like Gene Wilder now. Coming out of the tower now. In a glass elevator that could take you all the way to the sky. Ain't trying to fool ya now.
Ok go, go hang your heart on, any tree. .... You can make yourself available to anybody. .... Cause every livin' person knows you are a prize. .... . Whichever way you go I'll be easy to find.