It's with the warmest thoughts
How to take a field of dandelions
Such sweet and simple days
Though bitter tasted the wine
For love had made it fine
And the morning poured its golden light
Long before deceit and lust
Forgive me, girl, forgive me, girl
I took a love that was true
With this memory of her hand in mine
And dandelion wine and dandelion wine
Oh, it's with a heavy heart
I took a love that was true
With this memory of her hand in mine
And dandelion wine and dandelion wine