Sitting in the fields surrounded by daisies,
Was her fate. She loves him,
She loves him not. He loves her
But he forgot. Now it's too late.
She's down to 3 petals,
She hears the whistle from the kettle,
But should she stay. [bad word]  [bad word] never solves [bad word] changes nothing, you better stay.
But if [bad word] to another [bad word] to another charms.
Then go away.

Indigo daisies indigo daisies.

Sitting on the train,
Surrounding by faces she doesn't know
She doesn't have a book to read
The journey takes infinity. She sucks a polo.
(chuckle)
She remembers the pavilion
He made her feel a million
Sweeter days. [bad word] 
Indigo daisies indigo [bad word] 
Indigo daisies x3 [bad word] never solves anything, yeah, x2
There was a time I was surrounded
By beautiful flowers x2
Indigo daisies x2