Beneath the Spring Songtext
von Julia Lucille

We′ve had some fun
We've had some good loving
On to the next thing
My conscience forcibly brings
So many things that I could do
One of them being you
The slow slide into lying
And here come endless apologizing


Don′t make a mess of things
My mother warns to me
Don't make a mess of things
I warn to me
I find myself keeping house
Find myself taking the trash out
I find myself resenting you
I give it up myself, it's true

Can a woman love
Can a woman love
Can a woman love
And not lose herself

I hide myself deep in the traffic
I hide myself behind a line of trees
I hide myself deep in the current
I hide myself beneath the spring