In a field of yellow flowers   underneath the sun   Bluest eyes that spark with Lightning   Boy with shoes undone   He is so young,   so full of hope,   Reveling in tiny dreams   filling up,his arms with flowers   right for giving any queen,   running to her,beaming bright   While cradling his prize   A flickering of yellow light,   Within his mothers eyes,   She holds him to her heart,   keeping them where they'll be safe,   Clasped within her very marrow,   Dandilions in a vase,      Chorus   She sees love where anyone else would see weeds.   All hope is found.    Here is everything he needs      Fathomless your endless mercy,   Weight I could not lift,   Where do I fit in this puzzle,   What good are these gifts?   Not a martyr or a saint   Scarcley can I struggle through   All that I have ever wanted,   Was to give my best to you      CHORUS   Lord, search my heart,   Create in me somthing clean.    Dandelions-   You see flowers in these weeds.       Bridge   Gently lifting hands to heaven,   Softened by the sweetist hush,   A father sings over his children,   Loving them so very much   More than words could warrent   Deeper than the darkest Blue   More than sacrafice could merit   Lord,I give my heart to you,