الكلمات الأصلية
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Nothing is wanting
Just what I want
The birds wait till morning
The rain, it does not
Darkness is brewing
Galaxies away
Mug's on the table
Tea's going grey
All I want is here before me
And it's lonely
So I escape to your face
Your eyes in the stars
May they always find a way
To take me apart
You could say I was an optimist
Beaming like a fool
But I know where I found it
I found it in you
Quiet and empty
I feel kind of full
Of some kind of gladness
And nothing to do
Here I go
Optimist
Looking out there for you
Beams like a fool
I think found them in you
