When the wind pass thru the flute, a sweet sound I can hear it
Sweet like cotton candy, fuss and warm like joy and fun
Instrument like sound of mint, oh no, I can't believe it
Sounds like magic, so fantastic like a dreaming song
When the wind hit on the chimney spread away the dust
Melted chocolate, cookie sprinkles falling on the floor
Drop by drop, a honey drop a melody creates
Note to note, like a bird singing at my window pane
More than sound, it's all around
It's heating up the drums
Jumping bunnies, ice creaming cones are
Melting on the sun
