Dandelions © Conner/Goodman/Alves Barefoot and free Picking wildflowers in the spring Momma and me Those days we shared everything Wish things could be the way they used to be So many moments I hold dear to me I remember when I held her hand Till the sunset began So close and then We drift away again Like dandelions in the wind Montego Bay He put flowers in my hair The love that we made Will be left forever there Even though we weren’t meant to be I thought he always be a part of me I remember when I held his hand Till the sunset began So close and then We drift away again Like dandelions in the wind Like the seasons - people come and go But memories remain No matter where the breezes blow I remember when I held your hand Till the sunset began So close and then We drift away again Like dandelions in the wind
