Springtime

There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind
 Remembers when there was a time when we danced
 And we laughed spent some time drinking wine
 And somewhere in there there's a little child without a thought
 Without a doubt that every cloud is silver lined
 He is warm and everything is new and everything is clean
 And everything is free and there were still so many things to see
 So many things so many things left to be very small drop in the
 Middle of the big sea of high and mighty things
 Your fascination for larger than life your brand new appetite
 As though we'd invented it and we danced
 There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind
 Remembers things perhaps as they should have been
 Rather than the lies rather that the cruelty
 That sometimes we were guilty of as everybody knows
 We were only young and really couldn't have known
 We were very young and though it's nice to know there's a place to go
 There's still so many things left to see
 Little drop in the middle of the big sea of high and mighty things
 Your fascination for larger than life your brand new appetite
 And there's springtime in my mind and I'd rather be alive
 As though we'd invented it and we danced
 It could have been the longest time and I'll remember it
 You don't know what's in store when we laugh