Dandelion - Nana Mouskouri

«Dandelion, my you’re flying high»

Carrying my dreams all over the sky

From your window on the wind you go Sometimes I wonder how much you know

Every wish I sent with you has lost its way

Every time it happens just the same

«Wish I knew the reason for your kind of teasing games, so»

«Dandelion, when my dreams have gone, can I go on?»

I’m not sure that I believe in wishing wells

Coins and fountains never was my style

Though I know the ropes I’ve tried to keep my hopes high for

«Dandelion, when my dreams are gone»

«Can I go on, Dandelion?

Can I go on, Dandelion?»