The Face I Love

(by Astrud Gilberto)

To think of things like daffodils

and peaceful sheep on clovered hills

The morning sun, the weeper wills,

and you’ll see the face that i love

think of any old stag

getting ready to drag

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

the wishing star

the one you thought too far above

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

the wishing star

the one you thought too far above

every lovely view introduces you

to the face I love