Spring Will Be a Little Late This Year

January and February were never so empty and gray

Tragically I feel like crying

Without you, my darling, I'm dying

But let's rather put it this way

Spring will be a little late this year

A little late arriving in my lonely world over here

For you have left me, where is our April of old?

You have left me and winter continues cold

As if to say spring will be a little slow to start

A little slow reviving that music it made in my heart

Yes, time heals all things, so I needn't cling to this fear

It's merely that spring will be a little late this year

Yes, time heals all things, so I needn't cling to this fear

It's merely that spring will be a little late this year