Floating on the air,
never seem to care,
worries have they none.
See them drift upon the breeze,
dandelion seeds - blow them and they're gone,
flying to the sun.

Come and be with me,
where the air is always clean.
Dandelion seeds.

I tell the time for you - twelve o' clock or noon it's still true.
I know it's true.

High above the trees,
looking down on me.
Birds fly by my side,
people look up hopelessly.
Dandelion seeds.