Tiptoe to the window, by the window that is where I'll be
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me!
Tiptoe from your pillow, to the shadow of a willow tree
And tiptoe through the tulips with me!
Knee deep in flowers will stray, we'll keep the showers away.
And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight, will you pardon me?
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me!
TIPTOE THROUGH THE TULIPS
(Al Dubin/Joe Burke)
2 comentários:
I'll tiptoe
whenever my feelings
tiptoe me to go.
I'll knee
and pick a flower
of tiptoed colours.
The tulips will break,
and their redish colours
shall tiptoe upstream.
The garden, the moonlight,
will flourish,
when I tiptoe
chasing you
through the gardens
of mystery,
of wondering.
it's a deal!
:)
bjs.
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