Drapes drawn aside And doors open wide So the draught in the room Clears away your perfume
Your glass is washed And your music is hushed I remove every trace Of your cold embrace
Shed your winter coat And sow the seeds of vernal sun Melt water will flow And irrigate spouts of zest to come
Sandals on feet Hapscotch boards on the street And the first ice cream cone Means at last you're gone
When you're giving in That's the sure sign of spring 'Seasons cycle' I smile You'll be back in a whileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.