camethe wind and rain Golden hills, now veiled in grey Summer leaves have blown away Now what remains? The wind and rain And like a desert spring,
She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's a time to change, hey Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring
for another summer's day To bring you back my way I'll be waiting under the pappa tree Anticipating, when you come back me In the spring, ooh, in the spring
hair. I wish I was a cowboy or maybe just a bird Singing simple melodies that no one ever heard Soaring with the winter winds and bringing in the spring
heart of mine Another portrait in my life watching the seasons passing by Crystallizing every breath I take, even the subtle sighs The wind carries
hey) And everywhere you go I'm there I'm exhausted from ballin' Winter, spring Summer and fall And (Winter, spring, summer) I'm exhausted from ballin' (Oh, yeah) Winter, spring
of the strings For someone to give everything To be a song just for your feeling Close your eyes and I'll try to get in To waken your heart like the spring
Hear the choice, hear the choice Up, up and away I be the wind that blows yourself The pixie does a tinkerbell Up, up and away I be the wind beneath
an empty bed. Now, when my bed gets empty I get to feelin' kind of mean and blue. When my bed gets empty, Get to feelin' awful mean and blue. The springs
She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring
I'm a wind up toy in an up down world If you leave me all alone I'll make a mess for sure I've a heart of gold in the smallest size Leave me in the dark
June, the spring in me the wind, the birds, the love, the air, the breeze, the June, the love in me The spring is my love The wind, the birds, the
sunlight Raise it up Raise it up Raise it up Raise it up And in the spring I shed my skin And it blows away with the changing wind The water has turned
wind invades the world, so strong and free on beating wing: it is from the Spirit of the Lord that all truth and freedom spring. The Spirit is a
quickening Is an ephemeral thing That only happens in the dark Like catching lightning in jar And the pain that it brings Is just the promise of spring
lovers walking by the shore If you were gone the days would all be pointless And in the night I'll sing the song so blue A song about spring and every
wanna hear me sing (oh) oh yeah and I just dropped my new album on the first week I did Five-Hundred Thousand gold in the spring and diamond in the fall
everywhere I go people wanna hear me sing Oh, yea, and I just dropped my new album On the first week I did 500 thousand Gold in the spring and diamond