Spring

If only you could see,

how much there is to me.

 

But everything is blue.

 

It may not seem like

I have much to say, but thats beacuse i have to much,

and not enough

of luck.

 

Standing still for days.

 

First to come is first to go,

but i dont have to worry.

I'm always last in line.

 

Do you still see me?

Stranger to my love,

I'll always treat you kindly.

 

Their's this and freckles,

to tell me when summer's near.