When lonely feelings chill
 The meadows of your mind,
 Just think if [bad word] 
 Can Spring be far behind?

 Beneath the deepest snows,
 The secret of a rose
 Is merely that it knows
 You must believe in Spring!

 Just as a tree is sure
 Its leaves will reappear;
 It knows its emptiness
 Is just the time of year

 The frozen mountain dreams
 Of April's melting streams,
 How crystal clear it seems,
 You must believe in Spring!

 You must believe in love
 And [bad word] it's on its way,
 Just as the sleeping rose
 Awaits the kiss of May

 So in a world of snow,
 Of things [bad word] and go,
 Where what you think you know,
 You can't be certain of,
 You must believe in Spring and love

 [bad word] INTERLUDE

 You must believe in love
 And [bad word] it's on its way,
 Just as the sleeping rose
 Awaits the kiss of May

 So in a world of snow,
 Of things [bad word] and go,
 Where what you think you know,
 You can't be certain of,
 You must believe in Spring and love

 You must believe in Spring and love
 You must believe in Spring and love