Winter's on the Wing
From "The Secret Garden"
Music by Lucy Simon, Lyrics by Marsha Norman


Winter's on the wing,
Here's a fine spring morn
Comin' clean through the night,
Comes the May, I say
The winter's taken flight
Sweepin' dark cold air
Out to sea, spring is born.
Comes the day, I say

And you'll be here to see it
Stand and breathe it all the day
Stoop and feel it, stop and hear it
Spring, I say

And now the sun is climbin' high,
Rising fast on fire
Glaring down through the gloom.
Gone the gray, I say.
The sun spells the doom
Of the winter's reign,
Ice and chill must retire,
Comes the May, I say

And you'll be here to see it
Stand and breathe it all the day
Stoop and feel it, stop and hear it
Spring, I say

I say, be gone, ye howling gales
Be off, ye frosty morns
All ye solid streams, begin to thaw
Melt, ye waterfalls
Part, ye frozen winter walls
See, see now it's starting

And now the mist is liftinng high
leavin' bright blue air
rollin' clear 'cross the moor.
Comes the May, I say.
The storm'll soon be by
Leavin' clear blue sky,
Soon the sun will shine,
Comes the day, say I.

And you'll be here to see it
Stand and breathe it all the day
Stoop and feel it, stop and hear it
Spring, I say


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