Spring Will Be a Little Late This Year
Time heals all things
I musn't cling to this fear
It's nearly that spring
Will be a little late this year
A little late arriving
In my lonely world over here
You have left me where is our April of all
You have left me and winter continues cold
As if to say spring will be
A little slow to start
A little slow surviving this ache
That I feel in my heart
Time heals all things
I musn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring will be
A little late this year