Hey Miss Magnificent, you're a treat for the clouds today...
Your pale blues are painted on a yesterday soul.
So pure Magnificent, sketched in lemonade light,
You're a sight to make the daisies sing all wrong.

And it's a Magnificent dream, all strawberry cream,
And all my polished-button heart can scream is "this is paradise."
A Magnificent scene, in shades of minty green,
I'll treasure you inside my jellybean machine.

We'll take a tram made of painted-on rain,
And chase the sun into a paper-maché noon.
Then we'll sip a cup of shadows, eat a jam-scone moon,
Sit on deckchairs that are woven from a tune.

And it's a Magnificent dream, all strawberry cream,
And all my polished-button heart can scream is "this is paradise."
A Magnificent scene, in shades of minty green,
I'll treasure you inside my jellybean machine.

You're so Magnificent, you make the clocks all slow...
I hope I amuse you as the pixies pedal by.
As much as I can be, I'm such a paper boat for you,
To have you on my arm is a forgotten lullaby.

And as the evening comes, just like it did before...
We'll pin our memories to a revolving door.
Oh, Miss Magnificent, I hope our shadows stay entwined...
Forever and a day, and ever more.