I can't find freedom in the values of this world So I'm just drawing flowers to pa** 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 pa** the time I'm just drawing flowers to pa** the time (I'm just drawing flowers to pa** the time)