Springsong Songtext
von Tom Milsom

Little sun
It's hard to forget you
Every time we let you
In again

Stuck between
Always being too old
And then when you get old
It's wrong again

And you're real
You're real
You're real life


Everything
Too brilliant to mention
It was my intention
To let it go

Growing worlds
Over the horizon
Find the hill it lies on
And be alone

Cause you'll relight
you'll relight
You'll relight, relight

We're running out of water
We're running out of water