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Diamonds from a willow tree Music from the birds and bees Perfume from a flower bed And clouds of pillows for my head Velvet grass and flutterbys A sea of love that won't run dry This is what you offered me A fantasy, a dream you dreamed But willows can't grow diamond rings It's left over rain early morning sun, signs of spring The music the birds make Is just a sight of life that awaits The velvet grass is windblown weeds And flutterbys I've never seen A sea of love I've never sailed It's just a tale, another dream you dreamed Where's the clouds for pillows send Perfume don't grow in flower beds A sea of love is just a sea A willow tree is just a tree |