SqueezeWho Are You?

(Difford/Tilbrook) I could smell the rain Dripping through the fresh cut grass I could spell your name On the wet and steamed up glass But you were just a name, a face I had conceived As being beautiful, very beautiful And so hard to believe I could catch the drops As they fell from on the roof I could hardly stop Feeling so long in the tooth Before I had to guess at what you might be And being beautiful, very beautiful Is the face I still see Who are you? Imagination painted you Who are you? With it's finest brush Who are you? Each stroke with tender love Who are you, who are you, who are you? I could see her face Magically there she was My mouth drew a taste So sweet it lingered on And there she was by me, walking through the square And being beautiful, very beautiful At last I found her there
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