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There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind Remembers when there was a time when we danced And we laughed spent some time drinking wine And somewhere in there there's a little child without a thought Without a doubt that every cloud is silver lined He is warm and everything is new and everything is clean And everything is free and there were still so many things to see So many things so many things left to be very small drop in the Middle of the big sea of high and mighty things Your fascination for larger than life your brand new appetite As though we'd invented it and we danced There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind Remembers things perhaps as they should have been Rather than the lies rather that the cruelty That sometimes we were guilty of as everybody knows We were only young and really couldn't have known We were very young and though it's nice to know there's a place to go There's still so many things left to see Little drop in the middle of the big sea of high and mighty things Your fascination for larger than life your brand new appetite And there's springtime in my mind and I'd rather be alive As though we'd invented it and we danced It could have been the longest time and I'll remember it You don't know what's in store when we laugh From Letras Mania