Spring Wind Songtext
von Jack Johnson
Spring Wind Songtext
I lived a while without you,
Darn near half my life.
I no longer see our unborn children,
Born to you my unwed wife.
But yesterday I had a vision,
Beneath the tree where we once talked,
Of an old couple burning
Their love letters so their children
Won′t be shocked.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
My friends are gettin older,
So I guess I must be too.
Without their loving kindness,
I don′t know what I'd do.
Oh the wine bottle's half empty-
The money′s all spent.
And we′re a cross between our parents
And hippies in a tent.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
In a mucked up lovely river,
I cast my little fly.
I look at that river and smell it
And it makes me wanna cry.
Oh to clean our dirty planet,
Now there′s a noble wish,
And I'm puttin my shoulder to the wheel
′cause I wanna catch some fish.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
Darn near half my life.
I no longer see our unborn children,
Born to you my unwed wife.
But yesterday I had a vision,
Beneath the tree where we once talked,
Of an old couple burning
Their love letters so their children
Won′t be shocked.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
My friends are gettin older,
So I guess I must be too.
Without their loving kindness,
I don′t know what I'd do.
Oh the wine bottle's half empty-
The money′s all spent.
And we′re a cross between our parents
And hippies in a tent.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
In a mucked up lovely river,
I cast my little fly.
I look at that river and smell it
And it makes me wanna cry.
Oh to clean our dirty planet,
Now there′s a noble wish,
And I'm puttin my shoulder to the wheel
′cause I wanna catch some fish.
Love calls like the wild birds
It's another day.
A Spring wind blew my list of
Things to do... away.
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