I wore the dark I watched the lights undress the mark The weight of spring The darkness brings
I called for grace In a lover’s loss, in a distant face As years were spent And hearts were bent Hearts were bent
I close my eyes to the sound of spring What is there to see In the songs they bring? Love will never change The morning sun Love will never change The way the darkness runs
I felt the doubt Of a better man who had fallen out And spring was bold As hearts turned cold Hearts turned cold
I close my eyes to the sound of spring What is there to see But the songs they bring? Lobe will never change The morning sun Love will never change The way the darkness runs