Spring

Sun you rose up early this morning
Rose so much higher than you usually do
I just stared out my window, looking at you

Spring was here again
And there was nothing I could do
A bird on a feather flew
The world belonged to itself again

It was the happiest feeling I’d known for days
To know that when we are gone the world belongs to itself again
Have you ever been in an empty room? It’s very still
I could not say that of the real world

The lions took back Trafalgar Square
And dolphins leapt free of the Thames just outside the Tate
The tigers of Amеrica all played on the planes

Thе alligators of New York
All crawled out of the drains
Only the pigeons complained
About the lack of canapés

It was the happiest feeling I’d known for days
To know that when we are gone the world belongs to itself again
Have you ever been in an empty room? It’s very still
I could not say that of the real world