'Field of Daisies'

I could raid a field of daisies,

blossomed, snowy white and

pluck the petals one by one,

searching for the right path.

I’ve never been a one to search,

I’d rather run right through

the field of daisies,

the field of daisies.

And then, the wind, it blew,

scattered daisies, off they flew,

through the fields, and up the mountains,

by the river, across the land.

‘Til your daisy stumbled helplessly

and fell into my hand.

We could raid a field of daisies,

blossomed, snowy white and

pluck the petals one by one,

searching for the right path.

But, i’ve never been a one to search,

and when I ran right through

the field of daisies,

the field led me to you.

So when, the rain, it pours,

scattered daisies, droop, and fall,

through the fields, and down the mountains,

wilt in rivers across the land.

Your stumbling daisy, will sit comfortably

and safely in my hand.

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