Fragile petals drifting along the shoulder of the sidewalk
So many interruptions from the passengers and their small talk
The yellow dandelions I use to pick when I was young
Remind me of the innocence there once was when I hadn't had a clue about love
And I didn't have pain to compare with
I didn't have shame to weigh me down
Didn't recognize I was envious
Hadn't yet discovered who I was
I never knew better
I was always right
Always discrediting my mother
Wish I could step back in time
Because if I knew now what I know back then
I would of been somebody different
If only I could be, free
The birds are humming a melody, floating so nonchalantly
I can sense all the encouragement in the summer air
Flickering with confidence
I wish it would rub off onto me