Keukenhof

[intro] (Verse 1) Strolling through the tulips, colors burst in spring, Keukenhof’s alive, with every kind of thing. From the purple hues to the yellow spree, I'm wandering these paths, where the world comes to see. (Verse 2) Every step I take, another photo snap, Tourists all around, with their maps upon their lap. Languages I hear, from near and far away, In the heart of Lisse, but it feels like I'm astray. (Chorus) Lost in Keukenhof, where the world meets in bloom, Tulips sway and dance, dispelling winter's gloom. But in this floral sea, so vivid and so grand, I find myself adrift, in a far-off land. (Verse 3) The windmill spins a tale, under the Dutch sky so wide, Yet I hear Italian laughs and French tales by my side. A selfie with the flowers, a coffee in the café, Feels like a global junction, in a uniquely Dutch ballet. (Bridge) Clogs and cheese, and stroopwafels near, The essence of Holland, oh so dear. Yet surrounded by the world, in this vibrant floral display, I'm a tourist in my own land, in an oddly charming way. (Verse 4) As children run and laughter fills the air, I see the world’s joy gathered here, so rare. Dutch tulips underfoot, the sky above so clear, In this floral maze, every turn brings a new frontier. (Chorus) Lost in Keukenhof, where the world meets in bloom, Tulips sway and dance, dispelling winter's gloom. But in this floral sea, so vivid and so grand, I find myself adrift, in a far-off land. (Outro) Now as I wander home, past blooms of fiery red, Visions of Keukenhof still dance in my head. A Dutch heart with a world's embrace, In these gardens, every culture finds its place.