I can't find freedom in the values of this world
So I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time
'Cause all the surfaces that we reach for again and again
Will give way to the secrets that stir within your stem
'Cause dandelion
Your truth grows within
The rest will all just wither away
Dandelion
Your truth grows within
The rest will all just wither away
Such a heart of gold
Though to most you're just a pest
You may have been the gentlest one of all
You had so much to say
But no one would open their ears
You had so much to give
But they've been blinded by their fears
And dandelion
Your truth grows within
The rest will all just wither away
Dandelion
Your truth grows within
The rest will all just wither away
I can't find freedom in the values of this world
So I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time
I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time (I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time)