Dandelions
For my girls

I ain't lyin’
Just bein' a little exotic
You can blow on 'em
Or you can just hold ’em
I ain't mindin'
Even when you're cryin'
Any which way you wanna go with 'em

I like the feeling
Of being sentimental
And also a little mental
I don't mind crying
But I prefer them be tears of joy over rage
Anything over rage
Anything over mind
And everything over age
I'm over that
When I look back at my

Dandelions
For my three girls
Dandelions
For my three girls
You can throw ’em
Or you can merely hold ’em
Yeah, you can throw 'em
Or you can plain plum hold ’em

Sure I like tryin'
Comin' up with something a little extracurricular
But a lot of the time is
It's a simple thing to laugh at though
They really do
They can blow on ’em
Yeah, you can blow on 'em
Or you can merely hold 'em

Dandelions
For my three girls
Dandelions
For my three girls

I ain't lyin'
Just bein' a little exotic
You can throw 'em
Or you can just plain plum hold 'em
I ain't lyin'
Just feelin' comin' up on a quick quixotic sentiment
On a slow slow burn burn tune tune
That I wrote for
You and you and you and
Dandelions
For my three girls
Three baby girls