the flowers blossom
spontaneous

it's spring again
its youth

sunny skin
and painted rose lips
rebel
(against who?)

clouds darken
rain floods her eyes
let the storm rage

rip the dandelions by their roots
and make a wish
a million wishes
that may never come true

search from within
find what makes her sing
against your lips

do you see him,
do you feel that
*flutter*
too?

do you see her,
do you feel that
*flutter*
too?

are the rocks under the creek
beautiful too?
like the buttercups that grow
right next to it.

light the fire
don’t be afraid
or else winter will
come
much too soon

why won’t you smile
girlie
are you afraid
of the wrinkles in your cheeks?

why won’t you smile
girl
are you afraid
of l*ve?

the girl is spring
and spring is the girl
let them cry and bloom