There's A Love Song Awaiting

There's a love song awaiting, For the summer to come in; Every old memory deleting, That's not of the same spirit kin. I've been lonesome this winter, With hardly anything to do; Now I'll be joining the spring tinter, This comes with shades new. The country's bringing in wisdom, Teaching you love and passion; In every little summer blossom, That into the winter had gone. All the love in trees and leaves, Conjuring every new breath; Breezing away old dark grieves, Awaking the summer from death. There's a love song awaiting, Holding not to a frosty memory; Everything grayness debating, Setting all the colors again free.