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I wanted to come visit
You waiting in the springtime
When the leaves change
The ground outside is aching
For that newness that surrounds us
As we dance back through the screen door
In the twilight of mid-April
But the dark won't stop the smiles
That are spreading on our faces
As we fall down on the kitchen floor
And she's laughing about something
That she had heard earlier
And I can't help noticing that she
Is sitting closer to me
Than she ever has before
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