(D. Fletcher / M. Flett). . This is a wonderful day. It's as bright as a day's ever been. There is a big yellow sun looking down. On a wonderful scene.
What more can I do. You know I'd gladly. Lose myself to you. But something always. Holds me back. I wish I knew. What it is that stops me. From loving you.
The ruthless turbaned bandit. Turns his back upon the cradle. As angry as you ever can recall. And even though it's raining. You're yet to join the flowers on the wall.