I awake to the drip-drop of icicles
Melting outside my window.
Everything was new.
I had noticed a bird and seen
cherry blossom was falling like a fancy
All is happening to me these days?
I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.
I'm in love with you;
It feels like springtime.

Emeraldine, apple seed, olive green intense.
Colors unfurl like petals in a time-lapse sequence.
Feels like something in an embryo.
My heart melts like two inches of snow, in April's glow.
What's this urgency?
What's this heat I'm feeling?
Could I say I'm dreaming?
Do I change my ways?
What is happening to me these days?

I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.
I'm in love with you.
I, got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.
I'm in love with you.
It feels like springtime.