Sugar Roses - Elsa Kopf

We'll get married in September

In a small town by the sea

I'll be baking

Sugar roses for my true love and me

Oh what a life

What a joy this would be

Oooo

We'd be so right here at noon of a dream

Oooo haa

Oooo haa

Oooo haa

Oooo haa

And in winter by the fire

We'd be laughing in the heat

I'll be baking rosy apples

For my true love and me

Oh what a life what a joy

This would be

Oooo

We'd be so right here at noon of a dream

We like blue of a dream

Of a dream