Sweet Dreams

In the land of licorice allsorts, where a walnut whip is king
And jelly babies splash in spangled streams
Where the mountains of malteser soar, through candy floss of
clouds
Down to the sugared almond shoreline of my dreams

In a parma violet valley, near a sherbet lemon grove
There's a little farm that's made of angel cake
Where a barnyard full of clucking hens lay chocolate cream-filled
eggs
Ducks bobbing on a lemonade slick lake

In meadows of marshmallow, I lay me down to dream
Near an orchard full of chocolate orange trees
Where a sticky toffee river runs through fields of acid drops
To a caramel beach, and saspirella seas

In a sky of treacle toffee hangs a mint imperial moon
Fruit pastille stars align the milky way
Afloat on satin cushions to a chocolate heaven borne
Through dolly mix of dreams I sweetly stray.