Midsummer night's scene

Petals and flowers...
Petals and flowers...
Petals and flowers...

In the park, getting dark, eating the heat
There's an eye in the sky, melting your feet
You see a chick, who starts to nick the petals and flowers
She starts to joke and then provoke the Dance of the Hours

It's all down to a midsummer night's scene
It's all down to a Shakespearian dream

In her face there's a place disfigured with love
Her hands are white, like the night encased in a glove
She s tarts to swing and watches you nick petals and flowers
She starts to joke and then evokes the Dance of the Hours

It's all down to a midsummer night's scene
It's all down to a Shakespearian dream