by Mack Gordon
It happens every spring
The world is young again
Where children on an ups-a-daisy swing
A carousel with horses freshly painted
The oompapa that says, 'Let's get acquainted'
What is that cheer I heard?
A fellow stealing third
Your neighbor's boy became a home-run king
Your dad rolls up his sleeves to clean the attic
Your sixteen-year-old sister goes dramatic
It happens
Yes, it happens every spring
The tears that go with sulfur and molasses
The outstretched nickles when an ice cream wagon passes
A rippling stream sounds like a rippling heart
As Mother Nature proudly spreads her new green carpet
Be patient, lonely one
Your love will come along
Your autumn heart will find a song to sing
Then raindrops will be dancing to the tune of it
The carefree gay and April, May, and June of it
And remember it never rains but what it pours
And maybe raindrops will be whispering, 'This spring is yours'
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