She loves me, she loves me not

She loves me she loves me not

Sitting in a Daisy meadow, the Sunshine on my face, the smell of flowers all around, I love this quiet place

Sitting listening to mother Earth go about her day, birds chirping in trees, watching Squirrels has they play

My mind wanders with the wispy clouds, I begin to sigh, I can see my one true love, in my own minds eye

Her beauty like a work of art, her eyes, her mouth, her nose, everything is perfect, I just wonder if she knows

The body of a Goddess, skin more radiant than the Sun, when the God's made this beauty, they knew their work was done

Flawless in my eyes, perfect in every single way, I adore my dream girl, if only she would come and stay

She must feel the ache I have, sitting deep inside my heart, it happens every morning, when we have to part

So I'm sitting in the Daisy meadow, alone with the memories that I've got, pulling off Daisy petals, playing SHE LOVES ME, LOVES ME NOT

Ron