I awake, and the sun rises to greet me,
From his marshmallow and whipped cream bed. The rose buds open up their sleepy eyes, The daffodils stretch their stems, and yawn And his love sings with the chorus of the dawn.
Around noon, I stroll in fields of jade.
The Sun sets crimson, amber and gold,
Curled up cosy, by his blazing fire,
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Written by Samantha Fleet-Lyon (Lola Skywalker)
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