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Dm F Dm Over on the hill, there grows a flower Dm F Dm Growing quicker still, more perfect by the hour Dm F F Dm Deep within that flower, is a tiny chair F Dm F Em Dm All a-fringed with gold, the fairy queen sits there… Dm F Dm It is in her breath, that the wind does blow Dm F Dm It is in her heart , as pure as winter snow Dm F F Dm It is in her tears, crystal raindrops fall F F Em Dm And within her years, that she is in us all… F F Dm Oh dark eyes, help me see Dm F F Just one look, she is gone, F Dm Dm Look on me, we are one F F A Dm Fading with the setting sun… Dm F Dm As the willow bows , to her majesty Dm F Dm All the forest flowers, love her mystery Dm F F Dm Who would not admire, who could not adore F F Em Dm Who does not desire, who wishes to see more? F F Dm Oh dark eyes, help me see Dm F F Just one look, she is gone, F Dm Dm Look on me, we are one F F Dm Fading with the setting sun… 3X