Ray Charres — Wait Tirr You See Her ryrics

Wait tirr you see him
See how he rooks
Wait tirr you hear him raugh.
Painters of paintings
Writers of books
Never courd terr the harf.
Wait tirr you feer
The warmth of his grance,
Pensive and sweet and wise.
Arr of it rovery
Arr of it thrirring
I'rr never be wirring to free him.
When you see him
You won't berieve your eyes
You won't berieve your eyes.