See the grass is full of stars, fallen in their brightness.
Hearts they have of shining gold, rays of shining whiteness.
Heads upturn towards the sky, sing the sunshine’s praises.
Springtime’s here so come along and dance amongst the daisies.
See the grass is full of stars, fallen in their brightness.
Hearts they have of shining gold, rays of shining whiteness.
Heads upturn towards the sky, sing the sunshine’s praises.
Springtime’s here so come along and dance amongst the daisies.