Tiptoe through the window

By the willow, wait for me

Come tiptoe through the tulips, with me

Tiptoe from the garden

By the garden of the willow tree

We move like secrets in the afternoon

Knee-deep in flowers, we stay

Dancing where a light breeze plays

Soft steps tracing soft spoken lines

Hold me close, as we blur time

Maybe it’s fate, maybe it’s love

Pull me closer, don’t wake up

And when we kiss in the hour of gold

Will you stay, or will you let go?

Tiptoe, tiptoe, let it be real

Through the garden, I have to know

Breathing slow, don’t let go

Tiptoe through the tulips…

Oooooh, ooooh…

Unspoken, unbroken, our hearts speak

Fingers locked, eyes closed, restlessly

Maybe it’s moments we chase

Maybe they bloom in the rain

Thunder cracks where our footsteps fade

Will you tiptoe through the tulips, unafraid?

Tiptoe, tiptoe… stay with me…

Though the tulips… forever…