I Thought It Was Spring!
We have waited all the long winter
Suffering through the cold
By the time late winter’s here
Shivering really is growing old
For a day or two the sun shines
And gets our hopes right up
We search for the wild dandelion
And the yellow butter cup
Then It suddenly changes once more
We know what nature should bring
But white flakes are falling from the sky
Good heavens, I thought it was spring!