Hallam Foe Dandelion Blow

Hallam Foe Dandelion Blow

Franz Ferdinand

Breeze blows from treetops to tease sensation
wonder in your imagination
wondering where she can be
it feels so cold as you go when you leave
youre a dandelion blown on 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 its time
its time for you to fly
ohh
You watch them for hours
from slates and clock towers
the lines below
but your life is other
and lovers and mothers
oh wooh wooh
breeze blows from rooftops to your destination
trapped in your imagination
shes all you can see
black lock hearted you miss her
oh god how you miss her so
hallam foe oh dandelion grow
yes its time dandelion fly