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There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind
Remembers when there was a time
When we danced and we laughed
And spent some time drinking wine
And somewhere in there is a little child
Without a thought, without a doubt
That every cloud is silver-lined
The years worn
And everything is new
And every lake is clean and everything is free
And there were still so many things to see
So many things
And so many things left to be
A very small drop in the middle of a big sea
Of high and mighty things
A fascination for larger than life
A brand new appetite
And so we invented it
And we danced
There's a little bit of springtime in the back of my mind
Remembers things perhaps as they should have been
Rather than the lies, rather than the cruelty
That sometimes we were guilty of
And as everybody knows we were only young
And really couldn't have known
And we were very young
And though it's nice to know there's a place to go
There's still so many things left to see
You're a drop in the middle of a big sea
Of high and mighty things
A fascination for larger than life
A brand new appetite
And there's springtime in my mind
And I realise
And so we invented it
And we danced
It could be the longest time
And I'll remember it
Nobody knows what's in store
When we dance



Writer(s): Richard Hammond, Frankie Norman Warsaw Stubbs Copyright: Ramshackle Inc. Songs, Fire Songs, Ramshackle Inc Songs



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