I come from far across the sea …
a land where flowers grow on trees,
where peppermint grows by every gate,
where good things always make you wait.
But now I’m here where flowers grow
inside hot houses in the snow
and peppermint’s dried and used as tea
and good things choose to stay unseen.
But in my dreams I still can see
the flowers blooming in my tree
with peppermint growing all below
as streams of goodness ebb and flow.