I skulk through the skeleton trees
The birds and the sun have both flown
I daresay, a damnable scheme is hidden in midwinter's moan

Afloat in a frozen white flood
Disheveled, I shuffle the floor
The fix for what's freezing my blood
Rests behind the red cellar door

Dandelion wine
Just half a spoonful, and everything's fine
Summoning days of summer in bloom, chasing winter away

I should be raking my roof
The snow drift is dangerously high
But I've found my favorite proof and the barrel is barely half dry

Dandelion wine
Just half a spoonful, and everything's fine
Summoning days of summer in bloom, but it's slipping away

Dandelion wine
Just half a spoonful, and everything's fine
Dandelion wine
Just half a bottle, and everything's fine

Dandelion wine
(The barrel is dry as a bone)
Dandelion wine
(The snow is still falling like ash)
Dandelion wine
(The ceiling is starting to groan)
Dandelion wine
(Then everything ends with a crash)

Crushed like a rat in a trap
Buried in beams of rough pine
It's cold now, and catacomb black
Dreaming of dandelion wine

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Dustin Kensrue, Eddie Breckenridge, Riley Breckenridge, Teppei Teranishi