We're dandelion seeds in the wind
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Reading our futures off of tarot cards
And tea leaves
Wandering around the bend
With one hand on the steering wheel
The other on the bitter end
Reaching out towards the stars
Above a Hollywood sign
And an ocean of cars
I have my opinion but you're full of your own
And there's plenty of windshield time with our thoughts alone
And some could wage to argue that truth is both moot and plural
But I'm still in love with the girl
I'm still in love with the girl
We're dandelion seeds in the wind
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Reading our futures off of tarot cards
And tea leaves
Wandering around the bend
With one hand on the steering wheel
The other on the bitter end
Reaching out towards the stars
Above a Hollywood sign
And an ocean of cars
I have my opinion but you're full of your own
And there's plenty of windshield time with our thoughts alone
And some could wage to argue that truth is both moot and plural
But I'm still in love with the girl
I'm still in love with the girl
Still in love with the girl
Still in love with the girl
We're dandelion seeds in the wind
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Watching our futures unfurl with a sudden gust of cool breeze
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We're dandelion seeds in the wind
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Reading our futures off of tarot cards
And tea leaves
Wandering around the bend
With one hand on the steering wheel
The other on the bitter end
Reaching out towards the stars
Above a Hollywood sign
And an ocean of cars
I have my opinion but you're full of your own
And there's plenty of windshield time with our thoughts alone
And some could wage to argue that truth is both moot and plural
But I'm still in love with the girl
I'm still in love with the girl
We're dandelion seeds in the wind
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Reading our futures off of tarot cards
And tea leaves
Wandering around the bend
With one hand on the steering wheel
The other on the bitter end
Reaching out towards the stars
Above a Hollywood sign
And an ocean of cars
I have my opinion but you're full of your own
And there's plenty of windshield time with our thoughts alone
And some could wage to argue that truth is both moot and plural
But I'm still in love with the girl
I'm still in love with the girl
Still in love with the girl
Still in love with the girl
We're dandelion seeds in the wind
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Watching our futures unfurl with a sudden gust of cool breeze
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Reading our futures off of tarot cards
And tea leaves
Wandering around the bend
With one hand on the steering wheel
The other on the bitter end
Reaching out towards the stars
Above a Hollywood sign
And an ocean of cars
I have my opinion but you're full of your own
And there's plenty of windshield time with our thoughts alone
And some could wage to argue that truth is both moot and plural
But I'm still in love with the girl
I'm still in love with the girl
We're dandelion seeds in the wind
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Reading our futures off of tarot cards
And tea leaves
Wandering around the bend
With one hand on the steering wheel
The other on the bitter end
Reaching out towards the stars
Above a Hollywood sign
And an ocean of cars
I have my opinion but you're full of your own
And there's plenty of windshield time with our thoughts alone
And some could wage to argue that truth is both moot and plural
But I'm still in love with the girl
I'm still in love with the girl
Still in love with the girl
Still in love with the girl
We're dandelion seeds in the wind
A couple kids playing pretend
Making wishes in the weeds
Watching our futures unfurl with a sudden gust of cool breeze
Writer: Michael Vitale
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid