Sister
Love comes and goes
You walk a tight rope
Through it
Who really knows?
On tip toes
Picking acorn burrs
Spring comes too early most years now
Spring comes too early most years now

Sister
Eat away fear and cold
I was lookin' for
Went away, turned cold
I won't lose her
Picking rose petals
Spring come too early most years now

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