Take your feelings
And all of your dealings
And find them in your
Dreams
Write your story
First thing in the morning
Find out what it
Means
Ooh it’s a kaleidoscope
Ooh it’s a kaleidoscope
Ooh it’s a kaleidoscope
I see
Hear a little whisper
And you start to miss her
Cry out in the
Streets
Burn another picture
When I used to kiss her
Memories of sweet
Scenes
Written with Bobbie Pierce
San Diego, California