It's always raining somewhere and this same moon shines down
On my parents' backyard in my home town
And the sun will set fire to the Earth someday
enough about the weather, enough about me.
There's a full moon in your face and the bed
bed opens up like a sunflower
when you climb in
Rub a dandelion on my chin
and roll me over till the moon goes down
Rub a dandelion on my chin
and roll me over till the moon goes down
(Lyrics as interpreted by Allan Hise <hise@io.com>)