A time for spring

I love to sing About all the colours of spring When they'll come Dancing on a carpet of dreams And there you are Soft light breeze Scent a breeze And I love to think About all the poems worth saying I love to think About all the flowers and things Bouquet of buzz Your eyes will blink I clearly see Brighter days Wild embrace And I love to think About all the poems worth saying I love to think About all the colours of spring When they'll come Dancing on a carpet of dreams And there you are Soft like breeze Scent a breeze And I clearly see The brightest days When you come to me