January and February were never so empty and grey
Tragic'lly I feel like crying
Without you, my darling, I'm dying
But let's rather put it this way

Spring will be a little late this year
A little late arriving in my lonely world over here
For you have left me and where is our April of old
You have left me and Winter continues cold

As if to say, Spring will be a little slow to start
A little slow reviving music it made in my heart
Yes, time heals all things, so I needn't cling to this fear
It's merely that Spring will be a little late this year