See I'm never the one to admit
That I'm crazy for you
Like a garden full of daisy's
Those pure innocent little blooming flowers
They're everywhere you go
They blossom and even in the moonlight they sway and sing
Making an everlasting chain
A ring and circle of pure devotion of no start and no end to how much we will love each other
Worn on the finger, the wrist or even the heart and soul and no matter where its worn it will always be eternal