Surfer's Song - James

Look into mine eyes

All these thoughts

Cascading over me

Can’t make up my mind

Must be democracy

Know that your love’s right

Whatever your incline

Be the bright light

In these dark times

Clearing the high bar

Hearing the crowd roar

Here comes, here comes, here comes

The swell, swell, swell

Cascading over me

Look into my eyes

Ones and noughts

Clouds of buzzing bees

Harlequins and clowns

Truth is slippery

Know that your love’s right

Whatever your incline

Be the bright light

In the dark times

Clearing the high bar

Hearing a crowd roar

Here comes, here comes, here comes

The swell, swell, swell

Cascading over me

Shooting down the barrel balancing my weight

We all get to dream

We all get to dream

Shooting down the barrel balancing my weight

I’m a party kaleidoscope

Shooting down the barrel balancing my weight

We all get to dream

We all get to dream

Make it up

Make it up

Make it up

Suit yourself