I can't find freedom in the values of this world   So I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time   'Cause all the surfaces that we reach for again and again   Will give way to the secrets that stir within your stem      'Cause dandelion   Your truth grows within   The rest will all just wither away   Dandelion   Your truth grows within   The rest will all just wither away      Such a heart of gold    Though to most you're just a pest   You may have been the gentlest one of all   You had so much to say   But no one would open their ears   You had so much to give   But they've been blinded by their fears      And dandelion   Your truth grows within   The rest will all just wither away   Dandelion   Your truth grows within   The rest will all just wither away      I can't find freedom in the values of this world   So I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time   I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time (I'm just drawing flowers to pass the time)