daffodils

strollin' past the daffodils

i won't forget how it feels

to be lost in the maze. laying on the sunkissed patch

of grass we found round the back

of that palace garden place. there wasn't a cloud in sight

nor people strolling by. you held your hand in mine and i sighed

for there was not much

to be found. in your eyes

oh

of all the sights i've seen

never knew it'd be you me and buckley bee

in the cool

warm shade. and i should of kissed your face. i should've explored all the places. ooo

oh my. how you seem to make me shy. ooo

and every time you kiss me on the lips

i think of how i could get used to this. used to your kisses. so wakey

wakey

rise and shine. so wakey

wakey

rise and shine

t'was another lovely evening again last night

honestly did i not blige to your every whim

seen as i was beholden?

ooo

oh my. how you seem to make me shy. ooo

and every time you kiss me on the lips

i think of how i could get used to this. so wakey

wakey

rise and shine. ooo

oh my. how you seem to make me shy. ooo

and every time you kiss me on the lips

i think of how i could get used to this.