In the bright shop window sits the polar bear<br />
Makes the children's eyes light up to see him there<br />
Amongst the tinsel he gives everyone a smile<br />
To see him and he'll be a star<br />
Love him from where you are<br />
He's not for, not for, not for sale<br />
Past an open window walks the pretty girl<br />
Does she see me at her feet it's hard to tell<br />
But if I ask her  she might turn her smile away<br />
To see him and he'll be a star<br />
Love her from where you are<br />
I guess I'll learn to look<br />
Without addressing her<br />
Minor contentment wears a smile<br />
I love her from where I lie