SPRING SONG Alan Bell

Early one evening as I strode along,
I heard a girl singing an old country song
To welcome the new days, the coming of spring,
The bleak winter over, new life to begin

CHORUS:
Love is a pleasure and love is a pain
Love is desire to share yet again
The sweetness of caring, the joy and the tears
Love everlasting, enduring the years

She sang it so sweetly, she sang it so fine
I thought of my own life and all that was mine
For having and holding are better than dreams
And lucky in love means, more than it seems

A time comes for living, a time comes for love
And spring is a good time to give all you have
For seasons will come and, so quickly roll on
As spring brings that young girl, to sing the old song


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