I need a full reflection for laughter beyond perfection
It’s not a thirst for pleasures or a hunger for toys and treasures.
On a river of clouds and shadows the sky is all I see.
With the dust of the early morning make the best of me
Make the best of me.

No more familiar faces in the search of a wandering fool.
The hungry mouths float open for candy coated rule.
On a river of smiles and gestures the face is all I see.
With the dust of the early morning make the best of me
Make the best of me.