Veda Hille - This Spring lyrics

This spring is the one That other springs were trying for Other seasons aim to be The perfect light on perfect trees The birds are brighter The blossoms have achieved their peak Explosions in electric leaves Ridiculous abundance The air attacks my lungs The warm pale yellow sun It knocks me down It slays me So many perfect lively things This spring is the one I see it because you are gone Love seemed sure Around the new year Now it's April Love is just a ghost Spring arrived on time Only what became of you, dear? Spring can really hang you up The most