You feel like the first breath of spring
You know that scent on the breeze
I never wanted a thing
That I wanted as bad as you
I hope you can see what I see
In you like it's second nature
We got some old history
But I'm ready for something new
How do I say what I mean
Without saying too much
The longer I sit and I think
The harder it gets to be honest with you
Ooh
The walls here are closing in
The windows are getting foggy
There's too much of you in the air
I'm as high as a Georgia pine
But
Baby
It's time I get down
Out of the sky
My feet on the ground
But it's only a matter of time
'Til you come blowin' in on the breeze
How do I say what I mean
Without saying too much
The longer I sit and I think
The harder it gets to be honest with you
Ooh