My sweet Daisy is like none can say.

    She is far more lovely than the sunset;

    She is like the sun to light my day;

    She is like a heat that makes me sweat.

    My Daisy is the one for me.

    My love is like a blossoming flower,

    My love is like a growing tree,

    That grows to give me a new power.

    My sweet Daisy is like none can utter.

    She is like a goddess who walks the earth;

    She is like a butterfly who''s wings flutter;

    Her eyes shine like the gold she is worth.

    And yet, as I''m concerned, I won''t flee

    From my love, for I am the great Gatsby.