Saffron

In the middle of a tree From the middle of a dream, unsent She relented some [?] In the middle of a dream I left With honey Honey [ooh la la laaaa] With honey Honey [ooh la la laaaa] And oh! the zeal should last In all, with her the angels laugh Cause I'd like to think she preferred to paint on glass Alone In the heat, and the peak, what colours clash? With honey? Honey [ooh la la laaaa] With honey Honey [ooh la la laaaa] It's sweet, oh In the weedle of a gleam From the needle of a gleam She was beatle and the thread As a potion of swoons amend Cause I'd like to think she preferred to paint on glass Alone I'd like to [?] when she took what came to pass? With honey Honey [ooh la la laaaa] With honey Honey [ooh la la laaaa] And oh! the zeal should last In all, with her the angels laugh