�It's five a.m. and she's fast asleepI've been up and trying for hoursAnother sunrise finds meLost in my confusionBut feeling low won't kill my timeI know I've been tryingDreaming up somewhere I'll findSomething that's worth keepingLike the summer's comingOn the sparrows singingAnd the garden blooming rosesBy the gentle sound of rainHer voice is goldenAnd when she comes to hold, hold meI know leaving is as easyAs believing I should stay�I know I've been here beforeAnd it always gets betterThe wind whining at my doorWon't last foreverThe summer's comingOn the sparrows singingAnd the garden blooming rosesBy the gentle sound of rainHer voice is goldenAnd when she comes to hold, hold meI know leaving is as easyAs believing I should stay�
