Tim Friese-Greene - April 5th lyrics

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 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 its bow before the summer the seasons bring Waiting for the colour of spring Let me breathe