Long Ago in Spring

Sometimes I see a face
In rain-specked window panes
And then I hear a voice whisper to me
Long ago in spring

I still remember when
That young girl smiled at me
She took me by the hand it was you
Long ago in spring

Moments from a dream
Barefoot by the sea
Trying to count the stars
Wasn’t meant to be
The world swept you away
Nothing to do or say
Gone way too soon
Long ago in spring

And now I need the wind
To blow your face by my windowpane
Or bring the news from far away
Where you stay now
Long ago in spring

Where you live now
Long ago in spring