Stop, stop, yield the way
No one knows which way you're going
Stop, stop, yield the way
Look out for what you're knowing
Blue daffodills on the hill
look at them very still
Blue daffoldills on the hill
Do you really want to love me
You don't know very much
Do you really want to love me
Pink butterflys fly away
Oh well, they got in the way
Pink butterflys fly away
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