Bright Eyes. Exaltation On A Cool, Kitchen Floor. Zeneszám

I wanted to come visit
You waiting in the springtime when the leaves change
I wanted to come visit
You waiting in the springtime when the leaves change
The ground outside is begging for that newness
That surrounds us as we dance back through the screen door
In the sunlight of mid-April but the glow won't stop the smiles
That are spreading on our faces as we fall down on the kitchen floor
And she is laughing about something that she had heard earlier
And I can't help noticing that she is sitting closer to me
Than she ever has before