Dandelion

Hi pretty dear, autumm’s walking in
And the grass in the field is dry
Flower like you love anew every year
There’s no time to call you mind.
I’m a weed and no you won’t believe it
Ain’t it grand how love is blind?
So, let the snow close your eyes for the night
and think of dandelion.
Oh how I wish I could hold you near
Feeling our steams entwined
But I feel the breeze of the wind in the trees and I know that it means
good-bye.
See me bleeding, do you have to see me like this? Why must you watch me cry?
Just let the snow close your pretty eyes
and think of your dandelion…