Neroli Blue

This is my dream

Neroli blue

Just step right through

No one’s watching you

Green is the tree

In the season of fever

Just step right through

My neroli blue

Somethings calling you

We make our world my love

And our world makes us

But oh, it’s a reflection of what can’t be touched

I’m always wishing

I was someone else

And they’d take me away

To a mystic realm

Gallery floor boards creaking

Underneath my feet

And now the holly

Becomes the wreath

And I hear you calling, calling

We make our world my lovе

And our world makes us

But oh, it’s a reflection of what can’t bе touched

I wish I could be someone else

I wish that it could enough

But oh, it’s a reflection of what can’t be touched

What about us, what about

What about us

We made a world my love

We made a world of it

Remember in the garden we were sure of it

Yeah we were sure of it

Remember in the garden we were sure of it

We make our world my love

And our world makes us

But oh, it’s a reflection of what can’t be touched

I wish I could be someone else

I wish that it could enough

But oh, it’s a reflection of what

We make our world my love

We make our world

We make our world my love

We make our world

And yeah you know