Blossoms, blossoms everywhere
Springtime fragrance fill the air
Our hands touch and I find
Thoughts of love on my mind.
Strolling slowly through the park
A stifled sneeze in the dark
Wiping tears from your eyes
Hayfever needs no alibis
Pollen, pollen everywhere
Germinating spring’s fresh air.
Place you sweet hand in mine.
Love will keep ‘til summertime.
brg
undated