Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me.
You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one…
'Cause you said "Dear One, there’s something that I have to tell you.
Dear One, there’s something that I have to say.
Say, say, say…
Da Da Da…
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
Ob-la-di Ob-la-da. Life goes on bra…la la how the life goes on…
Saying oh yeah
Life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone
I can’t see
I can’t speak
I couldn’t take more than another week
Without you, oh no
So I will drink my fill
Till the thrill is you
Oh the thrill of it all
Oh the thrill of it all
No I won’t forget
The thrill of it all
The thrill is gone baby
The thrill is gone away from me
Although, I’ll still live on
But so lonely I’ll be
It’s a thriller, thriller night
'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost
Would ever dare try
Though we’re apart
You’re part of me still
For you were my thrill
On Blueberry Hill
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round
The wheels go 'round and 'round…
When you get to the bottom
You go back to the top of the slide
And you stop and you turn
And you go for a ride
Then you get to the bottom
Then you see me again
Water dissolving…and water removing
There is water at the bottom of the ocean
Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean
Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!
Way down below the ocean where I want to be she may be,
Way down below the ocean where I want to be she may be,
Way down below the ocean where I want to be she may be.
Way down below the ocean where I want to be she may be,
Way down below the ocean where I want to be she may be.
Under the sea…
Oh the motion won’t leave you, won’t let you remain, don’t worry
It’s a restless wind and a sleepless rain, don’t worry
'Cause under the ocean at the bottom of the sea
You can’t hear the storm, it’s as peaceful as can be
And deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant tide comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine