Jon Foreman
March (A Prelude To Spring)
We set out from home early one morning
We, my love and me walking alone
We, birds and the bees, trees of the forest
Started as one, something went wrong
We ended alone
La la la la la la
Now and my love is gone
La la la la la la
And time still marches on
But now time marches wrong
From Letras Mania