And then in the springtime
Remember our stashed away
Bottles of dandelion wine

A day in the orchard
(...)

We picked strawberries
Ate even the green parts
Lost in an orchard

(...)

We brought our bottles in a basket
With flowers collected
From the day before

Soon we were lost
And lost all our chains of flowers
And gathers of branches

We spoke in whispers
Shouts and giggles
And even our clothes were gone

And then in the springtime
Remember our stashed away
Bottles of dandelion wine