Spiral to the treasure chest
The painted tops a pretty dress
She'll catch them if she can
And through the stairways of the castle she flies
Hoping for the bridge to open
Springtime once again, ends

~Chorus~
I'm blessed with her marigoldeness
I'm blessed with her marigoldeness

She dreams of a splendor cone
Of strawberry and honeycomb
In forests of delight I'm made to tend the ever-blooming flowers
Our lives are rich in these still hours
And I'll remember these, things

~Chorus~
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