w a i t f o r s p r i n g

can't wait for spring,
i need my clear blue winter sky
can't wait for spring,
i need the one to say hi
but i have no control,
of the heart of another one

can't hope to bring,
a season before its time to come
can't hope to bring,
a reason for me not to run
but i can't be twice a fool,
to fall again before love's blinding sun

reach out and touch
touch the hand of thee
so far and so free
oh why am i weak when i'm being me?

can't need to sing,
the melodies of the first broken man
can't need to sing,
the memories of the unforgiven land
so i'm gonna be cool
since i have visited this heartland before

reach out and touch
touch the hand of thee
so far and so free
oh why am i weak when i'm being me?