Текст песни The face I love

Just think of things like daffodils And peaceful sheep on clovered hills The morning song of whippoorwills And you'll see the face 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 saw too far off above Every lovely view Introduces you