Lyrics

Dandelion’s, they don’t bother me
I see flowers with power, while others call ‘em weeds
It’s all beautiful, beneath the sky of blue
And the sun illuminates, all that is true

Sundays, sitting on, my grandpa’s knee
His scratchy beard, smelled just like, an old distillery
He’d squeeze me tight, so I could barely move
Nothing better, and over much too soon

It’s like gold to me
They’re like gold to me
It’s like gold to me, like salt is, to the sea

There’s a garden, in the poorest part of town
They made room, when they pulled that building down
All the kids, they grew a lemon tree
After school, it keeps them company

It’s like gold to me
They’re like gold to me
It’s like gold to me, like salt is, to the sea

It’s like gold to me
They’re like gold to me
It’s like gold to me, like salt is, to the sea