Meadows In Bloom (feat. Britta Phillips)

Now that the snow has melted

And the birds sing sweet

In a long dress she runs through

Meadows in bloom

Where bees and butterflies dance through

The clover she falls into

Looking up to make out all shapes there in the sky

Wired for sound the tears well in her eyes

Listening to the band that came through town

The band whose drummer partied well

Who made her laugh but won't abide

Two pink lines