Walked right under a flowery alter
Hand me a cup on a porcelain saucer
Couldn't refuse that delectable offer
Way too many nights I sleep without this dream
What's for tea?
Glad to be gathered with all of my friends
An explosion of excess with good intentions
Sun beats down on a thirsty crowd
Easy wind pushing our hair around
Theres just one item in dire need
Most mysterious, what could it be?