nine french bulldogs Lyrics

Nine French bulldogs in a basket

Came to me in a dream

And at first it seemed like nonsense

Asking myself, "what does this mean?"

Three-winged butterfly floating in the late-May sky

You pointed it out and said, "isn't that neat?"

I bent over and picked up a dandelion

And made up a wish as I blew off the seeds

I'm always asking for a sign

That the path I'm on is right

I need to know I'm still myself without taking care of someone else

Nine French bulldogs in a basket

Came to me in a dream

I tried my hardest to protect them

But I had to set them free