Scott Mckenzie

Here I stand acting like a silly clown would
I don't know why, would anybody like to try
The changes I'm going through ?
A hidden lie would fortify
Something that don't exist
But it ain't so bad, I'm just a lad
So many more things to do
I intend to come right through them all with you.
My songs are merely dreams visiting my mind
We talk a while by a crooked stile
You're lucky to catch a few
There's no magic wand in a perfumed hand
It's a pleasure to be true