Snowbird
Lyrics
Beneath this snowy mantle cold and clean The unborn grass lies waiting For its coat to turn to green The snowbird sings the song he always sings And speaks to me of flowers That will bloom again in spring When I was young my heart was young then too Anything that it would tell me That's the thing
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:46
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 81 BPM