March (A Prelude To Spring)
JON FOREMAN, MARY RACHAEL JENSON
We set out from home
Early one morning
We, my love and me
Walking along
We, birds and the bees
Trees of the forest
Started as one
Something went wrong
We ended alone
Ah, now my love is gone
La, la, la...
And time still
Marches on
But now time marches wrong