INTO THE GARDEN
She flits into the garden, she knows everywhere I go
But she thinks that it’s all magic, she know ought not where to go
The butterlies are free to fly and the bees just buzz on by
Windswept sunset wonderland for the apple of my eye
She sits, and with her pencil, she draws everything she see
She knows that it’s all magic, and it’s all hers to believe
The butterlies are free to fly and the bees just buzz on by
Windswept sunset wonderland for the apple of my eye
Into the garden, into the garden
Ba ba da ba ba
Magic everywhere
She twirls, spins all around me, I love everywhere she goes
Up into the magic, she goes and goes and grows
The butterlies are free to fly and the bees just buzz on by
Windswept sunset wonderland for the apple of my eye
Into the garden, Into the garden