Floating on the air, never seem to care, worries have they none, see them drift upon the breeze. Dandelions sing, blow them and they're gone, flying to the sun, come and be with me, where the air is always clean, dandelions sing. Floating on the air, never seem to care, worries have they none, see them drift upon the breeze. I tell the time far away, twelve o'clock onward it's still true, I know it's true. High above a tree, looking down on me, birds fly by my side, people look up hopelessly, dandelions sing. Floating on the air, never seem to care, worries have they none, see them drift upon the breeze.
