Dandelion

A hundred tiny petals
 I caught em in the morning when I wake up
 And when the sun burns down
 A shade (...)
 If I was a kid in a patch of field of blue and green
 And the brightest yellow if it took me hours to find it
 Pain all over me
 All over my hands and jeans
 Midnight moon
 Shining on the field that you love
 In my living room, record's on
 All boys crooning, always for love
 Me and the bees know a good thing when we see it
 (...)
 You're better than a ring or any rose on a vine
 And if I was a queen I'd spend my days under a tree
 I'd buy you every field and watch you in the wind
 Swinging back and forth
 Stars telling us secrets
 I was going by like minutes
 Midnight moon
 Shining on the field that you love
 In my living room, record's on
 All boys crooning, always for love
 Dew on my face
 (...) on my knees
 Dandelion