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ArtistHigh, high on a hill 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.
A young girl sits thoughtfully, dressed in a mint green and yellow outfit adorned with daisies. She holds a few daisies in her hands, surrounded by a bright, cheerful room filled with natural light.