Из альбома: Blue Note Trip, Volume 4: Lookin' Back / Movin' On

I love to sing
about all the colours of spring
When they'll come

dancing on a carpet of dreams
And there you are
soft light breeze
Scent a breeze
And I love to think
about all the poems worth saying

I love to think
about all the flowers and things
Bouquet of buzz
Your eyes will bring
I clearly see
brighter days
Wild embrace
And I love to think
about all the poems worth saying

I love to think
about all the colours of spring
When they'll come
dancing on a carpet of dreams
And there you are
soft light breeze
Scent a breeze
And I clearly see
the brightest days
when you come to me

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