Yellow Daisies

Somedays, some nights, yellow daisies dance to moonlight While the other flowers sleep And dream of love Somedays, some nights, yellow daisies dance to moonlight While the other flowers sleep And dream of love Fields of broken hearts grow saddest in the bitter rain They tend to wonder how to harvest happiness And heal from all the pain Some are young, some are hurt Some suffer sadness from lonely summertime Some are weak and some find That in the end Everything is fine And though Somedays, some nights, yellow daisies dance to moonlight While the other flowers sleep And dream of love Standing, weeping, sleeping, through the night— Ears closed, not listening to the sky They never hear the silence Oh, they never hear the silence But in the wind, lies another Just like the rest, another Whose feet have formed a dance of blessed trance Steeling memories into a smile And though Somedays, some nights, yellow daisies dance to moonlight While the other flowers sleep And dream of love Somedays, some nights, yellow daisies dance to moonlight While the other flowers sleep And Dream of love And Dream of love And Dream of love