Four Freshmen (The)
Their Hearts Were Full of Spring
There's a story told of a very gentle boyAnd the girl who wore his ringThrough the wintry snowThe world they knew was warmFor their hearts were full of springAs the days grew oldAnd the nights passed into timeAnd the weeks and years took wing Gentle boy, tender girlTheir love remained still youngFor their hearts were full of springThen one day they diedAnd their graves were side by sideOn a hill where robins singAnd they say violetsGrow there the whole year roundFor their hearts were full of spring
From Letras Mania