I wanted [bad word] visit
You waiting in the springtime
I wanted [bad word] visit
When the leaves change
As we dance back through the screen door
You waiting in the springtime
When the leaves change
The ground outside is begging
But the glow won't stop the smiles
For that newness that surrounds us
In the sunlight of mid-April
That are spreading on our faces
As we fall down on the kitchen floor
And she's laughing
Is sitting closer to me
About something
And I can't help noticing that she
That she had heard earlier
Than she ever has before