sweet spring is your<br />time is my time is our<br />time for springtime is lovetime<br />and viva sweet love<br /><br />(all the merry little birds are<br />flying in the floating in the<br />very spirits singing in<br />are winging in the blossoming)<br /><br />lovers go and lovers come<br />awandering awondering<br />but any two are perfectly<br />alone there's nobody else alive<br /><br />(such a sky and such a sun<br />i never knew and neither did you<br />and everybody never breathed<br />quite so many kinds of yes)<br /><br />not a tree can count his leaves<br />each herself by opening<br />but shining who by thousands mean<br />only one amazing thing<br /><br />(secretly adoring shyly<br />tiny winging darting floating<br />merry in the blossoming<br />always joyful selves are singing)<br /><br />sweet spring is your<br />time is my time is our<br />time for springtime is lovetime<br />and viva sweet love