strolling 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 and 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 ve kissed your face i should ve explored all of 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 oh so wakey wakey rise and shine twas another lovely evening again last night honestly did i not oblige to your every whim seen as i was beholden ooo oh my how you seem to make me shy ooo and every time ooo and every time ooo and every time you kiss me on the lips i think of how i could get used to this 