Doesn't it make the world a happy dream
Perfectly, gently
Everything works out the way you want it to
You can't believe it's true
Happening to you

Isn't it silly all those jealous eyes
Looking like vultures
Ready, willing, but unable to come close
To the one who steals the show
Everybody knows

Now they smile but in a while
They've never seen your face
Or say they could have told you from the start
It had to go wrong one day
It had to go hard

Wouldn't it make your wildest dreams come true
Showing those windbags
Money ain't the spring of all your actions done
You stagger everyone - all for private fun
Now they smile ...

You're so bizarre, you're like an island
Everyone can see happy and free
You're so bizarre, you really are
You're so bizarre you're like an island
Everyone can see
Happy and free
You're so bizarre
That's what you are.

See the waves full of emotion
Who would dare to cross your ocean
At the risk of being shipwrecked or captured or drowned?



(c) T. Scherpenzeel