Emeraldine

I awake to the drip drop of icicles Melting outside my window Everything was new I had noticed a bird and seen Cherry blossom was falling like confetti What is happening to me these days? I, I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions I'm in love with you It feels like springtime Emeraldine, apple seed, olive green intense Colors unfurl like petals in a time lapse sequence Feels like something in embryo My heart melts like two inches of snow in April's glow What's this urgency? What's this heat I'm feeling? Could I say I'm dreaming? Do I change my ways? What is happening to me these days? I, I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions I'm in love with you I, I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions I'm in love with you It feels like springtime