And then in the springtime
Remember our stashed away
Bottles of dandelion wine
A day in the orchard's
Lazy day bowers
We chained our flowers
We picked strawberries
Ate even the green parts
Lost in an orchard
Spoke flowery ring rhymes
Climbed trees, eating apples
Soon we were lost
Had lost all the flower chains
We brought our bottles in a basket
With flowers collected the day before
Soon we were lost
Had 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
