(F. Loesser)

Spring will be a little late this year
a little late arriving, in my lonely world over here
For you have left me and where is our April love old
Yes you have left me and winter continues cold
As if to say that spring will be a little slow to start
A litle slow reviving that music it made in my heart
Cause time heals all things, so I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring will be a ittle late this year
Yes time heals all things so I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that spring will be a little late this year