My first song lyrics

Spring is Blooming by The York Street Preachers

We’re driving along in the car
And the trees and fields are full of hearts
Now it’s stifling hot
And I’m moving like a robot
(Chorus)
Winter is dropping
Spring is blooming
And everything’s heading our way
Postbox to lab cat
Telephone to lab rat
(2nd verse)
Now everyone’s asking us questions
About our best intentions
But I just want to get away
For another day
(Chorus)
(Middle Eight)
Fertiliser, garden centre
And the scent of flowers too
I just want
To spend some time
With you
(3rd verse)
We’re gonna knock off to bed
But we hear a beep instead
The telephone again I know
But I can’t stay low
(Chorus 2x)
(End)
Written by Jordi Blake

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