Love child...
Sugar and spices scattered all around you.
Stay awhile,
Say something strange and someone may believe you.
What do you get when you give your love?
It can't be gold, you can't be sold,
It can't be silver, cause silver never pleased you.
Like hanging around the flowers like honeybees do,
With dark eyes,
Glistening with tears, 'cause heaven still eludes you.
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