barbara cook – in buddy’s eyes lyrics
life is slow but it seems exciting
’cause buddy’s there.
gourmet cooking and letter-writing
and knowing buddy’s there.
every morning–don’t faint–
i tend the flowers. can you believe it?
every weekend i paint
for umpteen hours.
and yes, i miss a lot
living like a shut-in.
no, i haven’t got
cooks and cart and diamonds.
yes, my clothes are not
paris fashions, but in
buddy’s eyes
i’m young, i’m beautiful.
in buddy’s eyes
i don’t get older.
so life is ducky
and time goes flying
and i’m so lucky
i feel like crying,
and…in buddy’s eyes
i’m young, i’m beautiful.
in buddy’s eyes
i can’t get older.
i’m still the princess,
still the prize.
in buddy’s eyes
i’m young, i’m beautiful.
in buddy’s arms,
on buddy’s shoulder
i won’t bet older.
nothing dies.
and all i ever dreamed i’d be,
the best i ever thought of me,
is every minute there to see
in buddy’s eyes
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