Another Spring
Forget everythingĀ but when I was at my bestĀ when I was your flirty little thing and nothing could go wrong.
Itās a calamity, oh babyĀ The turning from winterĀ and nothingās better than the color green.
And so we are now nothing, No more than the melted snow draining into soil but baby,
Ā Itās spring.
Itās spring.
















