I Look and What Do I See Joe Raposo

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MOST TIMES IT’S ONLY THE SIMPLE EVERYDAY THINGS
LIKE RIBBON BOWS OR PUPPIES AND BOYS OR GAMES TO PLAY ON SWINGS
BUT SOMETIMES, HANGING UPSIDE DOWN FROM MARCELLA’S HAND
BY MYSELF I SEE A VERY SPECIAL LAND

I LOOK AND WHAT DO I SEE?
LOOKING OUT WITH TWO BRAND-NEW SHOEBUTTON EYES, HERE’S WHAT APPEARS TO ME:
I SEE LOTS OF PRETTY, AND A LOT OF HAPPY
AND A BIT OF EVERYTHING THAT’S THERE INSIDE OF ME!

I LOOK AND WHAT DO I SEE?
FROM A HEAD ALL FILLED WITH THREAD AND LINEN IN A RAGGY JAMBOREE
I SEE LOTS OF SMILING AND A LOT OF SINGING
AND A LOT OF SOMETHING ELSE THAT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE!

LOTS OF BUTTERFLIES IN THE AIR
LOTS OF HONEYCOMB EVERYWHERE
ALL THE PRETTY THINGS WE COULD SHARE
TOGETHER!

I LOOK AND WHAT DO I SEE?

IT’S A FACE AS SMILING AND AS HOPEFUL AS MY OWN FACE HAS TO BE
SING SOMETHING PRETTY, ALL LIT UP AND SHINING
SING SOMETHING EVERYONE COULD BE IF THEY WERE ME
WHEN I LOOK, THAT’S WHAT I SEE!