We met in a field of yellow daisies
And she picked a bouquet for me
She loved me... She loved me not
They knew better than I... She'd go away.. Yeah
Have you ever been in a field of yellow daisies
Where the air is warm, pure and sweet
Just as if the world is at your feet
She loved me... She loved me not
I may fail like petals from a daisy
But for her love I'll always yearn
Each year when yellow daisies return
She loved me... She loved me not
She'd go away..... Yeahhhh
They didn't say why.........