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 a fancy   All is happening to me these days?   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 an 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 got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.   I'm in love with you.   I, got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.   I'm in love with you.   It feels like springtime.