P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
P.F. Sloan
Oh, I once knew a girl
Her name, it was Springtime
Told her that I loved her
She said she loved me too
She said "I built a wall
All around my heart
Without ever knowin'
I had built a wall at all"
So you travel on the south winds
Through these winding trails
And it leaves only memories
On your story sails
Books can turn you on
Give you something to live for
So I must live in my world
As you must live in yours
Sometimes I think
It's only just a paper parade
With money to be spent
Money to be made
All day long
I'm goin' 'round in circles
Goes to show some days
It just don't pay
Getting out of bed
So as I go through time and motion
Feel as if we'd been laid bare
Freefallin' from the heights
Into the light and nowhere
Oh, time, oh, time
My raglan sleeves are tattered
Tell me, am I real
Or just a song
In your imagination?
Oh, time, oh, time
My raglan sleeves are tattered
Tell me, am I real
Or just a song
In your imagination?
Oh, time, oh, time
My raglan sleeves are tattered
Tell me, am I real
If what I feel
In my imagination?
Springtime was written by P.F. Sloan.
Springtime was produced by Don Altfeld.