Isnt It Nice — текст песни (Hollies)

(clarke / sylvester)

Isnt it nice to be someone

Someone youve dreamed that you are

Isnt it such a nice feeling

The feeling youve wished upon a star



You have slipped down a rainbow

Discovered your own pot of gold

You are living your wildest dream

Use them youll never grow old



Just like cinderella

But your clock will never strike twelve

You have something to envy

That everyone wants for themselves



You have slipped down a rainbow

Discovered your own pot of gold

Chasing moonbeams and catching the wind

And living stories youve been told



Verse 2



Isnt it nice to be somewhere

In places youve dreamed that youve seen

Isnt it such a nice feeling

Being where youve never been



Verse 1