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Possibly unconscious, hell deep in longing Overcome with passion, I can hardly breathe It's heavy on my heart like many ton of brick Once in the mortar there's no hope of release
Pushing me forward, a passion from the past Turning the future into now Pushing me forward, spring has come at last And then there's the fever somehow
I envision the river, the force of liquid thunder Pounding down the waterway Much like the torrent that I get from you Sometimes it's absent and other times it stays
Damn the river, the river of defeat Dampen the screaming sounds Damn the river, the river of defeat The spring time has come now
Something pushes, something pulls Driving winds Thoughts stay vivid on what was Hey and it's spring fever again
Aching and yearning, a longing unfulfilled For the way you shoved your dream into mine In search of intuition and regards of fruition You closed the windows of your eyes
Rip the chains of routine Scorch the ropes of love Loosen the locks on your heart Change your perspective The grass is surely green Find the meadow
repeat last chorus c.2001JoanBerry |