April 5th - Talk Talk

Here she comes

Silent in her sound

Here she comes

Fresh upon the ground

Come gentle spring

Come at winter’s end

Gone is the pallor from a promise that’s nature’s gift

Waiting for the colour of spring

Let me breathe

Let me breathe

The colour of spring

Here she comes

Laughter in her kiss

Here she comes

Shame upon her lips

Come wanton spring

Come for birth you live

Youth takes its bow before the summer the seasons bring

Waiting for the colour of spring

Let me, let me

Let me breathe

Let me breathe

Let me breathe you

Let me breathe

Let me breathe you

Let me breathe

Let me breathe you

Let me breathe you

Let me breathe you

Let me breathe, let me, let me

Let me breathe you

Let me, let me

Let me breathe you