Springtime
When I lived up north, I loved springtime a lot. I used to sing as the ice was melting. I'd jump over puddles of water with ease and glee. But since I went south springtime has lost its charm. And I miss those times when everything felt alive again.
When I lived up north, I loved springtime a lot. I'd jump over puddles of water with ease and glee. I used to sing as the ice was melting. And I miss those times when everything felt alive again. But since I went south springtime has lost its charm.