Sugar plum joy in the wings of the doves
Flying around our heads in the cotton candy forest
Unleashed out of the gates, like the rainbow horses, you fly
I chased after you, but I knew our time had gone by
The reflections in the pond gave way to your brilliance
Winsome grin, and sparkly eyes (OR!! Winsome skin, and sparkly guise.. or whatever combination)
Can you tell me our time on Sunbeam Island
Didn't mean a thing?
I always had my doubts
It seems you've proved them right
You don't belong here with the spice,
And sunny day delights
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So I need your opinions on the grin/skin, eyes/guise bit. Please!!!