kwes. - Purplehands lyrics

Walking in the park Chucking bread to swans Hearing them honk Bucket in one hand Underneath the udder 'till the cows come home We're loving one another Whilst we pull the berries from the tree bu*terflies are crawling all over me They velcro me all through and through Into a walking bluebell just for you Red and blue makes purple Crop circles bearing the fruits of our love. [x4] Red and blue makes purple Crop circles bearing the fruits of our love. [x4]