Tonight you're sitting amongst my thoughts as a Daisy
But first, you have yet to be plucked from the field
The field of an unspoken language
But let this moment last, as if tomorrow is the day you will be plucked
And the day you will be plucked it will be the cause of my hand
But as of right now, let the wind take you where you need to go
Sweet Daisy

Sunday is a perfect day to spend time with a lonely friend
Take me back to Sunday and start it over again
Long ago and oh so far away
I wished to love
To  love my lonely friend
Take me back to Sunday to start it over again
When I loved my lonely friend.

Things have never been so swell
I have never felt this well
Nothing really bothers her, she just wants to love herself
Shadows settle on that place she left
With sunshine and the great burst of leaves growing off her arms
Her face is sad and lonely with bright things in it
And expression of un-thoughtful sadness covers it
She heaves through corrupted lungs
A stirring warmth flows from her
As if her heart was trying to come out in those thrilling words
I would never hurt her
I will never speak a word again, instead I'll crawl to the island of Misfit Toys
Where I no longer belong
I have never felt so frail
I have never failed to feel
We distract ourselves from ever missing each other
But I'm forever missing her.

Where they send the children, the lost and alone
The ones who feel but are told not to
Because they feel too much
They're scared of the monsters hiding under their beds
They want to save the ones who hurt, they want to be someones hero
They don't want to hide in the shadows anymore, but they have to
Because if they don't, they'll be sent back
To Kingdom of Pain

Where everyone listens but no one talks
And the children cry quietly in their beds and the boys and girls watch each other
And see the sadness in their eyes
All the children wish to leave because they're stuck, in this Kingdom of Pain

Kingdom of Pain that no one looks at
With faded paint and a chill the runs up your spine
An uneasy silence, making the voices seem real
And the ones you love seem fake

But hopefully, one day, we can leave this Kingdom of Pain
And we can send the monsters back under the bed
And we can save everyone who wants to be saved, then we can be someone's hero
All because of Kingdom of Pain.