Flowers in my eyes

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Adorning my head is a wreath of Joy
All the haters say can't hold me Down
Sun rays kiss me on the forehead Gently each day and the moon Lends me her glow that's sure to Stay
I lift myself higher than ever Before because there's a whole New adventure to explore

I've finished up my looking glass
I'm finally peering through
I find silver bells and cockle Shells and a big old wonderful You
Finally I'm done with this mess
I can move on with my life
With the flowers in my eyes
I'm too good to for demise

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