Box Of Treasures

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It’s the first breath of springtime
And a warm wind
Picks up the fallen blossom
And sails in circles down the street
A lady cycles past with her hair in braids
As they’re pulling down the awnings to the train station cafe

I’m alive and I’m thankful for this time
I’m alive and I’m thankful for this time

Six o’clock summer afternoon
Next door’s kids are playing in the yard
I’m doing the dishes at the window
And the radio’s playing superstar
And the sun falls down upon the garden next door
Where two young boys are fighting
Till a woman appears at the door

And the fires and the fog and the falling leaves
All under October sky
You walked me home in the cold after closing time
As the leaves rushed by

How I want to be loved
How I need to be loved
Now that I’ve found you
I’d do anything for you

In the forest of angels
That's where we laid you down
And I can hear you whisper
As the first frost falls on the ground
You’re alive just be thankful
For this time
You’re alive just be thankful
For this time.