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 pallow
from a promise that's nature's gift
Waiting for the colour of spring
Let me breathe,
Let me breathe
the colour 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 colour of spring
Let me breathe
Mark Hollis
