I love to sing about all the colours of spring When they'll come dancing on a carpet of dreams And there you are soft light breeze Scent a breeze And I love to think about all the poems worth saying I love to think about all the flowers and things Bouquet of buzz Your eyes will blink I clearly see brighter days Wild embrace. And I love to think about all the poems worth saying I love to think about all the colours of spring When they'll come dancing on a carpet of dreams And there you are soft like breeze Scent a breeze And I clearly see the brightest days when you come to me