Spring Ecstasy

run straight to paridise
The weather is so mad with white
From the sky down to the earth
It but one, thing were so
Lilacs or thorn they are out there
It would not be, so hard
so hard to bear
The weather has gone mad with white
The clouds, the highway touch
White lilacs enough, is enough
White thorns too much
The weather has gone mad with white
The clouds, the highway touch
White lilacs enough, is enough
White thorns too much
Let me walk, let me run
run straight to paridise
The weather is so mad with white
From the sky down to the earth
It but one, thing were so
Lilacs or thorn they are out there
It would not be, so hard
so hard to bear
The weather has gone mad with white
The clouds, the highway touch
White lilacs enough, is enough
White thorns too much
The weather has gone mad with white
The clouds, the highway touch
White lilacs enough, is enough
White thorns too much
The weather has gone mad with white
The clouds, the highway touch
White lilacs enough, is enough
White thorns too much
The weather has gone mad with white
The clouds, the highway touch
White lilacs enough, is enough
White thorns too much