The Face I Love

Think of things like daffodils And peaceful sheep on clovered hills The morning song of whippoorwills And you'll see the face that I love Think of any old sky Getting ready to cry Down comes the rain but It's raining confetti Then think of things like far off isles To blue green eyes and sunlit smiles And in your hand a wishing star The one you got is too far above Every lovely view introduces you To the face I love Every lovely view introduces you To the face I love Then think of things like far off isles To blue green eyes and sunlit smiles And in your hand a wishing star The one you got is too far above Every lovely view introduces you To the face I love To the face I love To the face I love