A Late Spring Songtext
von Moriah Bailey

you rocked me to sleep with your steady breathing,
cradled in your arms as i was heady dreaming.
then you knocked out my breath with your appeals to reason.
how do i reason this out?
waiting this season out.
will it stay another day, or will i wait myself blank?

what am i to you? woman, mother, lover, or bird?
how many tasks must i perform to prove my worth?
what am i to you? woman, mother, lover, or bird?
i tried talking, i tried asking, i tried words,
but you still get me confused?


you whispered my name through the wind-brushed strings,
surround your floating words, try to ease the sting
of air that brings bitter notes, sour tones, a late spring.

what am i to you? woman, mother, lover, or bird?
how many tasks must i perform to prove my worth?
what am i to you? woman, mother, lover, or bird?
i tried talking, i tried asking, i tried words...

i love everything about you; i love everything you do.
i love all the words that surround you;
i love the people around you too.
i love your mother, i love your sister, i love you.
i love everything about you except the way you treat me.