GrooveLily

Starlit night in western land
Cupid with unsteady hand...
In a land far away, in the middle of the night
Over hill, over dale, where the moon was shining bright
In a field, all at once, not a soul to hear the sound
Like a bolt from the blue, a magic arrow hit the ground

CHORUS:
Shot from a bow like Cupid's arrows
Tossed on a tempest you will be
Thrown like a stone from slings of Eros
Nothing you can do will set you free
Shot from a bow like Cupid's arrows
You never had a fighting chance
Thrown like a stone from slings of Eros
Nothing you can do but join the dance

Blossoms white with petals fair
Cupid's purple painted there...
At the spot in the grass where the magic arrow fell
In the spring, a flower grew, underneath the arrow's spell
You can see it for miles - it's the most amazing sight
Only one purple blossom in all the field of white

(CHORUS)

Loosed by Cupid's fiery dart
Love to pierce the hardest heart...
For the power of the flower is a blessing or a curse
Makes you fall deep in love with whomever you see first
Close your eyes, rest a while, go to sleep and sleep some more
When you wake, you will love like you've never loved before