Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

And I wait for paradise I hold my breath and close my eyes I visit you in another dream Up to my heart the waters rise Where the river runs to black I take the schoolbooks from your pack Plastics, wire and your kiss The breath of eternity on your lips In

It's a lonely road, full of tired men And you can see it in their faces And you'll be home in spring I can wait 'til then I heard you're on the big train And oh this too shall pass This loneliness won't last for long I wasn't there to take his place I

Every time I open up the door, I can hear the sound of the windows Keep a little love and into air, I feel that I can hear the trees and Lay your seed into the ground and see if it will grow Now the spring is here, I’m so happy everything is clear, to

Spring is here! Why doesn't my heart go dancing? Spring is here! Why isn't the waltz entrancing? No desire, no ambition leads me Maybe it's because nobody needs me Spring is here! Why doesn't the breeze delight me? Stars appear, why doesn't the night

If you see her, say hello She might be in Tangier She left here last early spring Is livin' there, I hear Say for me that I'm all right Though things get kind of slow She might think that I've forgotten her Don't tell her it isn't so We had a falling-out

As I walked down by the riverside One evening in the spring Heard a long gone song From days gone by Blown in on the great North wind Though there is no lonesome corncrake's cry Of sorrow and delight You can hear the cars And the shouts from bars