she had Daisy fever
it was clear to see
there was no cure
You think she’d be
scared…but she
wasn’t she said
what a way to go
she picked daisies
and danced
with fireflies
I think sometimes
I still see her
she had Daisy fever
it was clear to see
there was no cure
You think she’d be
scared…but she
wasn’t she said
what a way to go
she picked daisies
and danced
with fireflies
I think sometimes
I still see her
