Martina Gouët & The Comadres - Songs & Lullabies for a Dreamer with Insomnia

Smell of Spring

The smell of spring my innocence
The sense that I'd be different
The need to run kicks in
I wish that I were enough

Are your hands slightly rough?
Is your gaze a little off?
You don't see about me
I slowly fall

Selective memory and I believe
This empty fantasy
No relieve
I'm trapped in this lonely game
As I lose track of its blurry frame

Is it all my illusion?
What about your confusion?
Please don't say you knew the way
I slowly fall

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Writer(s): Martina Gouët
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