Here she comes
Silent in her sound
Here she comes
Fresh upon the groundCome gentle spring
Come at winter's end
Gone is the pallow
from a promise that's nature's gift
Waiting for the colour of springLet 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 it's bow
before the summer the seasons bringWaiting for the colour of springLet me breathe
Composição: Mark Hollis / Tim Friese-Greene.
