With lilies all neatly pressednWell lilies sometimes need a restnThey crave a little rainnnThen you thought the wink he gavenThe fellow from the cavalcade nWould mean a shiny diamond ringnJust be happy that you got a winknnYou went to where your eyes lit upnYou thought the glare would be enoughnBut someone put the fire outnTopsy-turvy love never comes aboutnnIf you circle 'round the sunnA wild ride for anyonenJust be aware that night will fallnTo cradle baby, you, and all