it's the first day of spring, and my life is starting over again
the trees grow, the river flows, and its water will wash away my sins
for i do believe that everyone has one chance to fuck up their lives
but like a cut-down tree i will rise again,
and i'll be bigger and stronger than ever before

there's a hope in every new seed and every flower that grows upon the earth
and though i love you and you know that, well i no longer know what that's worth
but i'll come back to you in a year or so, and i'll rebuild, be ready to become
oh, the person you believed in, oh, the person that you used to love

for i'm still here hoping that one day you may come back


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