�� In a field of daisies I lie..
������� thinking of you..
������ Lazily I pluck one...
������������ He loves me... He loves me not.. He loves me....
���������������� Tossing the petals high in the air, I smile to myself..
I pluck another one..
��� I love him, I love him not.. I love him....
������� Crushing the petals to my chest...
����������� I smile again and sigh, as happiness fills me.
I close my eyes and sleep comes over me.
�� I dream of a field of daisies.. and petals falling from the sky.
���� As I awaken, I feel the petals falling on me,
My hair, My eyes...� Caressing my cheeks as they slidedown my face....
Oddly enough, they remind me of tears...
��� I pluck the two remaining petals...� I love him.... He loves me not...
