Hollies - Maker lyrics

(Clarke / Hicks / Nash)

Days of yellow saffron.

Nights with purple skies.

Melting in the sunbeams

from my maker's eyes.

Mountain-colored lilac

in the distant haze.

I would like to lie here,

timing all my days

Move past my window,

sunshine is shimmering

jack-o-lanterns glimmering,

giant moths are flickering around.

See, the moon is hiding

underneath the sea.

Pretty soon he'll venture

to take a look at me.

So I humbly stand here

beneath his golden glow.

Doesn't he remind me

of somebody I know?

I must be leaving,

back to reality.

Don't you just pity me?

I could so easily stay here.