paraphrased slightly:
...
And how you're always turning back too late
From the grass or the stick
Or the dog or the light,
...
Studying a face,
Stepping back to look at a face
Leaves a little space in the way like a window,
But to see...
It's the only way to see
...
And when the one man that you wanted goes
You can say to yourself,
"Well I give what I give"
But the one man who won't wait for you knows
That, however you live
There's a part of you
Always standing by
Mapping out the sky,
Finishing a hat,
Starting on a hat,
Finishing a hat,
Look, I made a hat,
Where there never was a hat!
Here's a youngster named Trevor McQueen Eaton (who I just discovered on YouTube) doing a most credible version:
