Watching puddles gather rain
There's no better place to lay
She's as fine as dandelions blowing in the wind
She's not thinking about anything
She floats, she floats, floats

Wearing black, patent Mary Jane's
She steps out into the rain
She's as dry as clear blue skies
Swallowing you whole
Got no secrets though I'm told
She floats, she floats, floats

She's as fine as dandelions blowing in the wind
Shes not thinking, she's listening

She floats, she floats, floats, floats
She floats, she floats, floats