April 5Th

Here she comes

Silent in her sound
Here she comes
Fresh upon the ground

Come gentle spring
Come at winter's end
Gone is the pallor from a promise that's nature's gift
Waiting for the color of spring
Let me breathe
Let me breathe the color of spring

Here she comes
Laughter in her kiss
Here she comes
Shame upon her lips
Come wanton spring

Come for birth you live
Youth takes it's bow before the summer the seasons bring

Waiting for the color of spring

Let me
Let me breathe
Let me breathe you
Let me breathe
Let me breathe you
Let me breathe

Mark Hollis, Tim Friese-Greene