Daffodils

Strollin' past the Daffodils I won't forget how it feels To be lost in the maze. Laying on the sun kissed 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 Ooh, oh my How you seem to make me shy Ooh, 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 oblige to your every whim, Seen as I was beholden? Ooh, oh my How you seem to make me shy Ooh, 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 Ooh, oh my How you seem to make me shy Ooh, and every time you kiss me on the lips I think of how I could get used to this