A Fullness Of Light In Your Soul

Walking 'round museums
Staring out of windows
And sometimes it's better never than late
And there's a spareness of day
I've a room and it's full of
Vision
Not pictures, not dancing, and all weddings and discos have froze over
It's an effect beyond cause, beyond cause
There's a fullness of light in your soul
No mess, no fuss, just, oh just
Freedom, freedom
And each to his own worry
'Cause happiness leaves everything as it is
And the future isn't anything yet, it isn't anything
And you're talking a good freedom
Fly me there to that horizon
And it's the sea glint season, season
Of all my walking hours
And if anyone steps into my shoes
It'll be me, it'll be me
Switched on to whatever, whatever
And you knew you were waiting to happen again
With that fullness of light in your soul
Your soul, your soul, your soul, your soul, soul, soul, soul