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Hallam Foe Dandelion Blow.

Breeze blows from treetops to tease

Sensation wonders on your imagination

wondering where would I be.

It feells so cold as you go

when you leave,

you're a dandelion blown by the breeze

wondering where you could be.

The whispers the wind up

She whispers and into the air we fly

so fly, Oh dandelion fly

yes it's time,

It's time to me to fly

ooooh.

You watch them for hours

from slates to clock towers

the lines below

But your life

is other

and lovers and mothers

Oh Wooh Wooh

Breeze blows

from rooftops to your imagination

She's all you can see

black lock hearted

you miss her

Oh God how you miss her so

Hallam foe, oh dandelion grow

yes it's time, dandelion fly