Please wait for me
until the white of Winter melts
into the streams of new life
and steals the cold away...
I will be there in Springtime
I will be there by your side
The trees will be budding
And sweet scented flowers
adorn the meadows faire...
The scent of soft grasses
will fill the morning air
Amidst them we will walk
holding hands, without a care
So much to enjoy together
so much to share ...
So look for me in Springtime
'neath your newly leaved tree
there amongst soft branches
leaves dancing in the breeze
I shall wait there 'til you find me
a garland in my hair...
Please wait for me...look for me...I shall be waiting there...
until the white of Winter melts
into the streams of new life
and steals the cold away...
I will be there in Springtime
I will be there by your side
The trees will be budding
And sweet scented flowers
adorn the meadows faire...
The scent of soft grasses
will fill the morning air
Amidst them we will walk
holding hands, without a care
So much to enjoy together
so much to share ...
So look for me in Springtime
'neath your newly leaved tree
there amongst soft branches
leaves dancing in the breeze
I shall wait there 'til you find me
a garland in my hair...
Please wait for me...look for me...I shall be waiting there...




