Lily Love
Down, down by the seathere is a crown of daisies;high, high on a hill, my little Lily Love...West wind in your hair, tied up in golden daisies,she's chasing you down, my little Lily Love...
You hide and seek high and lowin every corner of my soul,I almost hear the sound of your heart beatingoh, like it's my own, my little Lily Love...
You hide and seek every day,you just get farther away...
What, what kind of worldwould take a sweet wild flowerand pull it up from the ground,my little Lily Love?
Oh, down by the seathere is a crown of daisies...I'll never forget my little Lily Love...