Lyrics

I?m having dreams of conversations that I haven?t seen in years
With all my thoughts swallowed by doubt and all my doubt consumed by fear
Buried deep beneath the webbing of conspiracies within
I?m reaching for the clock as every other day begins again

Every soul she saves does love her as a mother of its own
And in the spring they bring the flowers that their love for her has grown
You know I love her so?sometimes I think I just can?t carry on.
Sometimes I know I just can?t carry on.

She says: Open up your eyes...Love is just a daisy in disguise

There?s a man down on the corner with a piece of mind for sale
And I want sometimes to buy it when my own thoughts start to fail
Beggars can?t be choosy so you know I take what I can get
But step into my shoes and you will see the best that I?ve had yet

Good things come to those who wait for them,
But the ones who get to late to them
Don?t get anything at all?

So open up your eyes...Love is just a daisy in disguise

So you look over your shoulder at the moon up in the sky
And what was just another fruit is now the apple of my eye
So it goes and so it goes and no one ever wonders why why why
No one ever seems to wonder why

Good things come to those who wait for them,
But the ones who get to late to them
Don?t get anything at all. They don?t get anything at all
Good things come to those who wait for them,
But the ones who get to late to them
Don?t get anything at all
Good things come to those who wait for them,

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