Spring
I’ll be dancing in the spring time.
Just you wait and see.
If I’m still alive when the snow is gone
I’ll be running through the trees.
Nothing really to shout about
But it really makes me pleased.
I’ll be playing in the sunshine.
I’ll be floating on the breeze.
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