Status Quo - Text "Sunny cellophane skies"
Looking up to the clouds above my head
Your face concealed by purple mist that feels like lead
It slowly clears and at least my eyes are filled.
Sunny cellophane skies
Silver writing my eyes
Bright sunny cellophane skies
I like the way you make me feel
Sensations I thought were unreal.
Now you're life has gone
in this world I don't belong.
Words are all I own.
Now you're gone I'm all alone.