[speaking] Why, Daisy, you're a bloody miracle... Could anyone among us have an inkling or a clue What magic feats or wizardry and voodoo you can do? And who would ever guess what powers you possess And who would not be stunned to see you prove There's more to us than surgeons can remove So much more than we ever knew So much more were we born to do Should you draw back the curtain, this I am certain You'll be impressed with you Well, so long doctor, see you later!
On a clear day Rise and 1ook around you And you'll see who you are On a clear day How it will astound you That the glow of your being Outshines every star You'll feel part of every mountain sea and shore You can hear From far and near A world you've never, never heard before... And on a clear day...On a clear day... You can see forever... And ever... And ever... And ever more. . .
