Crocus

Looks like we maybe made it through
Something wild
I can hardly even let myself believe it
Inside
Yesterday, I even heard you laugh
Took it like a bird bath
It has been a long, long, long, long time
Since it felt like that

When the longest, coldest winter
Finally lets go
And the first purple crocus
Pokes up through the snow
All the world can go to hell
If I'm right with you
Then all is well

When you open up the doors
And the windows too
When you open up the channel
Between me and you
All those nagging questions
Just start answering themselves
You let the spring wind blow in
And dust off all your shelves

When the longest coldest winter
Finally lets go
And the first purple crocus
Pokes up through the snow
All the world can go to hell
If I'm right with you
Then all is well