Springtime

There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind

Remembers when there was a time when we danced

And we laughed spent some time drinking wine

And somewhere in there there's a little child without a thought

Without a doubt that every cloud is silver lined

He is warm and everything is new and everything is clean

And everything is free and there were still so many things to see

So many things so many things left to be very small drop in the

Middle of the big sea of high and mighty things

Your fascination for larger than life your brand new appetite

As though we'd invented it and we danced

There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind

Remembers things perhaps as they should have been

Rather than the lies rather that the cruelty

That sometimes we were guilty of as everybody knows

We were only young and really couldn't have known

We were very young and though it's nice to know there's a place to go

There's still so many things left to see

Little drop in the middle of the big sea of high and mighty things

Your fascination for larger than life your brand new appetite

And there's springtime in my mind and I'd rather be alive

As though we'd invented it and we danced

It could have been the longest time and I'll remember it

You don't know what's in store when we laugh