Track byボストン交響楽団室内アンサンブル
The Queen Bee Holds her wings to me Among the paper roses Nothing seems so long ago And yes, you still look pretty Home is where your roses grow She said âIt's a lucky thing you knowâ Three fists of sand Thrown to the sea And three coins in the fountain To and fro this turnpike goes Let's turn these wheels to wings Wash away the devil's play Three for you and three for me Wash away the devil's play Three for you and three for me To the sea Home is where your roses grow She said âIt's a lucky thing you knowâ We're going home