Quiet Spring, Written and Performed by Clara Baker

QUIET SPRING

It’s been a quiet fading, of winter into spring
I’ve been gazing into treetops, but I haven’t heard a thing
I found the songbird, and asked her why she wept
So silently in far gray hills I hadn’t traveled yet
It’s been a quiet spring

It’s been a long time coming
I’ve danced in feigned realities
My starry and my hopeful eyes
Have filled with questioning
It’s been a pale goodbye
I’ve counted tears but not too much
As every petal of my wildflowers have drooped and turned to dust
I saw it coming

Of time I’ve seen plenty
Of love I’ve seen none
Some people long for lovers
But I just want to be loved
But I’ve been staring into mirrors
Instead of into lakes
Wandering round in circles
And still stuck with this heartache
It’s been a long time coming for a little love

It’s been hard to sing
I really haven’t had the time
Busy wandering after love
Instead of crafting clever rhymes
But that’s the thing
I’d blindly trade you rocks for gold
And I’d never think it foolish to have or
To know what your heart knows
That’s the thing

Of time I’ve seen plenty
Of love I’ve seen none
Some people long for lovers
But I just want to be loved
But I’ve been staring into mirrors
Instead of into lakes
Wandering round in circles
And still stuck with this heartache
It’s been a long time coming for a little love
It's been a long time coming for a little love

It’s been a quiet spring
I saw it coming