Daisy (She Loves Me Not)

You summoned me to your gate
and said come in, but not too far.
You asked me for my blessings,
accompanied on guitar.
Caught a glimpse of who you want to be
but you don't know who you are.

Daisy, Daisy it's terribly sad, but true
You're half crazy but
I could easily fall in love with you.
Each time we're together
I feel more alone
Must be a bit like trying to get
love out of a stone.

Said you read all about my tribe
in a quarterly magazine:
A race of men who should only be heard,
and rarely, or never seen.
A mixture would yield a headier brew
but you can't have your beef cake
and converse with him, too.

Another day, another 24 hours;
another sunrise and sunset
lining up to break through.
Another 'been there, done that'
while I think about seeing you.
Another batch of bright brochures
painting April rain;
moon lit cruises and Eiffel Towers.
Impossible dreams to share
with someone who isn't there.

Daisy, Daisy. Sad but still true.
It's totally crazy I know, I know
but now it's me, crazy for you.
But each time we're together
I'm left on my own
I'd be better off trying to squeeze
love from a stone.

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