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