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