(A song for late spring even if it is coming out in the dead of winter)
Bring out the summer in me, bring out the colours you see Bring out your comic book smile you wore as a child Bring out the answer to me, a one hundred and eighty degree Turn around, seasons and days, lets get lost in the haze I’ve been set in my ways
Bring out your books, bring out your looks Bring out the answer to me Something more has happened today I love you it turned out that way So what can I say?
Remember the time that I fell, for you it meant nothing at all Playing at dead man’s fall, you ran down the hall Bring out your caricatures, bring out the best of what’s left A description of youth, a laughter not fading away It means something to me
Bring out your books, bring out your looks Bring out the answer to me Something more has happened today I love you it turned out that way Bring out your books, bring out your looks Bring out the colours for me Something more has happened today I love you it turned out that way So what can I say