Where the daisies can sway in the breeze

Where the Sun feeds the earth with its joy

Where the world fades away

The doubts and troubles gone with the breeze

You feel like you might fly

But even here the world ways you down

The grass may shrivel up and die

The sun may turn to storm

Where the troubles fly with the breeze

In the hurricane

But even the storm must end

The world must calm

The birds share their wings

The rain flourishes the daisies

So, they can sway