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

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