Spring came far too early this year:
May flowers blooming in February.
Should I be sad for the months,
or glad for the sky?
The birds don't know which way to sing and, my friends,
neither do I.
Two days ago, a girl I truly thought I loved
suddenly didn't seem to matter at all.
Should I sing sad farewell to things
I'm really glad I've left behind?
The birds don't know which way to sing and, my friends,
neither do I.
In another day, heavy snow will lie upon the ground,
and buds prematurely bloom shall fail;
And every creature living now, then will
sur
Windsurfer
Just running scared, each place we go.
So afraid that he might show.
Yeah, running scared, what would I do
If he came back, and wanted you?
Just running scared, feeling low.
Running scared. You loved him so.
Just running scared, afraid to lose.
If he came back, which one would you choose?
Then, all at once, he was standing there.
So sure of himself, his head in the air.
My heart was breaking. Which one would it be?
You turned around and walked away with me.