"He'll come, he won't"
"He'll come, he won't"
I kept mumbling those words while holding a daisy flower and picking each petals off.

"He'll come, he won't"
"He'll come, he won't"
I continued to keep on waiting and hoping, but still, you don't.

Every day I'm deducing and wondering what you're up to
Every night I want to call your number and ask if you're missing me too
Each time I blink my eyes, I can't help but to think of you
Wanna know what's going on inside your mind, but I don't have a faintest clue

"He'll come, he won't"
"He'll come, he won't"
There are only two petals left, and the answer's you won't

I slightly bow my head down to hide my tears and stayed a little while on the swing
Failing to notice the light footsteps that I didn't hear already approaching

My eyes widened in surprise when I look up and unexpectedly saw you smiling
You came, holding a bouquet of daisies that made everything around us shining
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