Sugar Roses - Elsa Kopf
We'll get married in September
In a small town by the sea
I'll be baking
Sugar roses for my true love and me
Oh what a life
What a joy this would be
Oooo
We'd be so right here at noon of a dream
Oooo haa
Oooo haa
Oooo haa
Oooo haa
And in winter by the fire
We'd be laughing in the heat
I'll be baking rosy apples
For my true love and me
Oh what a life what a joy
This would be
Oooo
We'd be so right here at noon of a dream
We like blue of a dream
Of a dream