Spring Return
I’m driving through the night again,
Just like I did those years before;
Somehow it felt like coming home,
When I first showed up at your door
I still remember, even now,
The first time that I saw your smile,
When you were walking on the porch,
And I was happy, stiff, and tired
And I can always picture it—
So clear and vivid in my mind—
The first time that I held your hand,
And kissed you on the couch that night
I kept your love for thirteen years,
Long buried in December snow,
But now that Spring has come at last,
I feel how much my love has grown.
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