A time will come
When friends will be friends
All will join hands
No matter who they are
Trust will ripple throught the crowd
Like a wvae at sea
And we will all become one.

Spring is a sense of hope
No reason to mope
For spring is the beginning of life
We hope it will all suffice
A storm here and there
And buds on trees everywhere
Trees were bare
But now have leaves to wear
Spring is a new start
Then comes summer, the next part