Spring Things
Winter's dead, it's over, spring is finally here
Little things are rising, it's now a brand new year
She said her love's forever, I said well I know dear
This is a brand new season, and honey you're still here
It reminds me we've come so far, but I haven't been a shining star
It reminds me what you once said, don't think about love until you're dead
There's a drip drop of falling rain, like a battered only God could make
There's a thunder from May's spring storm, like our hearts loved in the purest form
It reminds me of you sometimes, incantations and ancient rhymes
It reminds me what I once said, I will haunt you when I am dead
I feel like time is flying away, with the blue birds as the spring things take me
Tick tock, I watch the clock, the years go by so fast they fade forever
Tick tock, let's blow up the clock, does it really, really, really matter
It reminds me I've come so far, and you'll always be my shooting star
I feel like time is flying away, with the blue birds as the spring things take me
I feel like I'm floating away, with the red birds as the spring things take me
I feel like time is flying away, with the blue birds as the spring things take me
I feel like I'm floating away, with the red birds as the spring things take me
Little things are rising, it's now a brand new year
She said her love's forever, I said well I know dear
This is a brand new season, and honey you're still here
It reminds me we've come so far, but I haven't been a shining star
It reminds me what you once said, don't think about love until you're dead
There's a drip drop of falling rain, like a battered only God could make
There's a thunder from May's spring storm, like our hearts loved in the purest form
It reminds me of you sometimes, incantations and ancient rhymes
It reminds me what I once said, I will haunt you when I am dead
I feel like time is flying away, with the blue birds as the spring things take me
Tick tock, I watch the clock, the years go by so fast they fade forever
Tick tock, let's blow up the clock, does it really, really, really matter
It reminds me I've come so far, and you'll always be my shooting star
I feel like time is flying away, with the blue birds as the spring things take me
I feel like I'm floating away, with the red birds as the spring things take me
I feel like time is flying away, with the blue birds as the spring things take me
I feel like I'm floating away, with the red birds as the spring things take me
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Writer(s): Charles Mottley
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