dandelion…

i knew this woman…beautiful woman…
went through life like a blown dandelion…
never knew where she was going to land…

thousand pieces scattered…
goin’ every which-way…
‘cross meadows…highways…suburban yards…city parks where we once walked…hand in hand…till she let go…

i knew this woman…beautiful woman…
went through life like a blown dandelion…
never knew where she was going to land…

an’ dandelions are wild…
they pop-up when you least expect it…
wake-up one morn and your yard is filled with ’em…
an’ you mow an’ mow an’ mow…they just keep comin’ back…comin’ back…

only to be blown away…
blown away…
blown away…

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