The point at which you looked at me
Has always been part of my brain
Now my mind is in a whirl
And it seems
I am not the same

My dear and special friend
There's never a point at which we end, oh no

I'm in mine, and mine is fine
I'm wrapped up in shiny days
Blackbirds in summer time
They find a low
I end up being you

My dear and special friend
There's never a point at which we end, oh no

The point at which I looked at you
Has always been part of my brain
Now my mind is in a whirl
And it seems
I am not the same

My dear and special friend
There's never a point at which we end, oh no