Looking up at the cloud formations
From a concrete neighbourhood
Mama took Sally Ann donations
But the love you had was good
I was down the street from you
Knowing now what a paycheck buys
It's all dandelions and butterflies
See the world through new eyes
Looking up from a low perspective
When shapes were still a blur
Mama putting dinner on the table
And those chainlink fence days
Watching the price of gasoline
Making sure my hands are clean
Thinking back on golden years
Not the blood sweat and the tears
Tight grip on handle bars
Colour wheels and pinhole stars
Before I knew about grown-up things
And all the trouble all that talking brings
Still trying to see things
Knowing now what a paycheck buys
It's all dandelions and butterflies
See the world through new eyes