The Civil Wars - Lily Love

Down, down by the sea

there is a crown of daisies;

high, high on a hill, my little Lily Love...

West wind in your hair, tied up in golden daisies,

she's chasing you down, my little Lily Love...

You hide and seek high and low

in every corner of my soul,

I almost hear the sound of your heart beating

oh, like it's my own, my little Lily Love...

You hide and seek every day,

you just get farther away...

What, what kind of world

would take a sweet wild flower

and pull it up from the ground,

my little Lily Love?

Oh, down by the sea

there is a crown of daisies...

I'll never forget my little Lily Love...