Spring is taking its first mouthfull of air
Breathing out a warm and generous atmosphere
All the girls are in their gardens
Cleaning up from this winters chaos
Crooked grains and dead foliage
Yet here she is
Still slumbering on her feather pillow
When she should have been out
Growling all kinds of flora
Tell my friends i'm on vacation
I just want to sleep all day
And they whisper between the shivering infat leafs:
She's got lazy bones
A new dawn has come
It's all there in the early mornings
Let her sleep
I saw the car outside you're house
I know that you are home
Why don't you pick up the phone?
Why are you angry?
