Promise of Spring

So is there anything

You can find to stop me

From loving you?

Soon I will have made my mind

And the dream that hangs between us

Draws me to you

Through many distant moons

And hope returning to light

It fades into view

So run far across the fields

Where the ocean ends

And we begin

Under the cool winter's air

The promise of spring

And my mind is made up by the things that I can't see anymore

And the light is made up by the things that I can't see anymore

And the heart is made up by the things that I can't see anymore

And the heart is made up by the things that I can't see anymore