Through those Dandelions' bushes,
Alone,I am humming to thee
Hoping maybe O maybe
Maybe thou will hum back like you used to.
O that big bass hum
With that country's strum
Hum back my love.
Thy love awaits.
Appear I beg.
Maybe behind horizon's cut
Or maybe hidden among dandelions.
We'll blow them and whisper wishes like we used to.
O that cowboy hat you wore
When we chased the sun through
Those country roads
I wear them now
Hoping maybe O maybe
You'll come and snatch
Like you used to.
O love,
Appear my love
Sun's golden ray
no more gay
When my love
Is not close.
O if not yourself
Tell the wind what thou wishes to tell
I'll listen close
I'll ask thine abode
Send thee a kiss
And if I can
O if you allow
I'll follow
Follow the wind and disappear
To have thee near.
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