Over on the hill
There grows a flower
Growing quicker still
More perfect by the hour
Deep within that flower
Is a tiny chair
All a-fringed with gold
The fairy queen sits there

It is in her breath
That the wind does blow
It is in her heart
As pure as winter snow
It is in her tears
The crystal raindrops fall
And within her years
That she in us all

Chorus:
Oh dark eyes
Help me see
Just one look
She is gone
Look on me
We are one
Fading with the setting sun

As willow bows
To her majesty
All the forest flowers
Love her mystery
Who would not admire?
Who does not adore?
Who does not desire?
Who wishes to see more?

Oh dark eyes
Help me see
Just one look
She is gone
Look on me
We are one
Fading with the setting sun