green/greening

as simple as the springtime
i fold your heart into mine
you’re leaving in the summer
but i’ve missed you from the start

you burn me like a brushfire
each time you brush my side
and as you pass me by
i stop and start to cry

higher & higher, the tensions rise
finding freedom beyond your eyes
can you say the same as mine?
and fold my heart into thine

i’ll whisper with the wind
and long to touch your skin
when you ask me where i’ve been
i’ll say as simply, this
i’ve been greening in the springtime
i’ve missed you from the start