Where icicles hung the blossoms swing But in my heart there is no spring You were my spring, my summer too Its always winter without you The flocks head north and the lilacs bloom At night they scent my moonlit room You were my spring, my summer too Im going north to look for you Like a windblown bird my heart goes forth Sent by the spring to the shining north You are my spring, my summer too And I wont rest till I find you
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