Daffodils and butterflies
Dance in the winds of the valley
A young boys mind heart close behind
Dreams that he’s soaring the heavens
When each cloud in the sky
Becomes you through his eyes
Then yes he is certain, this is heaven
Then the day once regressed
Returns for the best
And your eyes are beholding an angel
Then her voice sings a tune
And you echo the boon, good morning
Then softly she kisses you
With arms you bind her tight
And you know weather in the darkness or the light
That your love will last forever
And at last it rings true
From a dream dreamt in hue
Everywhere with you is in heaven.
