Empty faces fill the streets
Like stars fill up the night sky
Flowers bloom bright in the spring
By the autumn they have wilted and died
No one's asking why
Dandelion Fields
They cover up the sidewalks of these dirty streets
Dandelion Fields
They appear just like reminders of our broken dreams
They come up every year
When we're gone they're still here
All the gardens filled with glory
By the end of July
And when time has turned to dust
They fade in the blink of an eye
There's no need to cry
Dandelion Fields
They cover up the sidewalks of these dirty streets
Dandelion Fields
Blown apart just like the remnants of our broken dreams
They come up every year
Don't you know they're still here when we're gone
Like the melody of a song that you
Sang when you were young, when a morning meant new fun
And you had no troubles, not a sign of desaster
Was waiting 'round the corner
Everything was made just for ya'
It's not like that anymore
Dandelion Fields
They cover up the sidewalks of these dirty streets
Dandelion Fields
They appear just like reminders of our broken dreams
They come up every year
When we're gone they're still here
