I've never done this I'm not prepared I'd say I'm cautious, but I'm not scared And I'm no poet I can't pretend So I'll try this to whatever end It may be reckless, but I don't care I'll just picture my whole crowd wearing their underwear I know this may not be fair
But it's the wind in your hair It's the way you seem to see Yes it's the color in your eyes I'm sorry, but it's all beautiful to me
So what's your reaction? What do you think? Is my boat sailing or did I sink? Was I too forward? Was this too fast? Am I in first place or last?
You see, I'm helpless trying to speak my mind Maybe I'd be better of if I was in three quarter time I think that sound sublime
But it's the wind in your hair It's the way you seem to see Oh it's the color in your eyes I'm sorry, but it's all beautiful to me
You see, I'm helpless trying to speak my mind Maybe I'd be better of if I was in six-eight time I think that sound sublime
Oh it's the wind in your hair It's the way you seem to see It's the color in your eyes I'm sorry, but it's all beautiful
Oh it's the wind in your hair And it's the way you seem to see Yeah it's the color in your eyes I'm sorry, but it's all beautiful
Oh it's the wind in your hair It's the way you seem to see Oh it's the color in your eyes I'm sorry, but it's all beautiful to me