What if I wrote you a song,

Some music from me to you?

What if I spelled you some words?

Would it ever mean much to you?



If red and yellow flowers bloomed in the snow

And I picked a love boquet for you,

Would you spring-time smile and take me back

Or would you winter-time frown and be through?



And sure as the rain comes down

And sure as the bird is free,

If, baby, your love's not around,

Then the wind can blow my life from me



La la la la la

La la la la la la la la



How 'bout if I learned a picture to paint

That colored out my love for you

And you found it was a magical kind

Made from flowers and sky and dew?

Would you spring-time smile and take me back

Or would you winter-time frown and be through?



And sure as the rain comes down

And sure as the bird is free,

If, baby, your love's not around,

Then the wind can blow my life from me



What if I wrote you a song,

Some music from me to you?

What if I spelled you some words?

Would it ever mean much to you?

Mean much to you



La la la la la

La la la la la la la la la

(repeat and fade out)




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