Spring is coming
That's what it is
Spring is coming
That's what it is
It's the flowers coming up
The breeze is wandering
Through the gate
Up the drive
And I wonder
No, Constance
Tend your garden
In the springtime
That's what I do
I tend my garden
I can't stop looking
Down the drive
At the gate
And I wonder
If a breeze could wander in
So easily
Maybe I
Maybe I could
Maybe I could wander down the drive
To the gate
Maybe I could
Maybe I could wander to the gate
Maybe I
Maybe I should
Maybe I should through the gate
No, Constance
Tend your garden
Tend your garden
Tend your garden
'Cause spring is coming
And that's all it is