Let the pulse return, as the trains of wandering thoughts begin to collide.
Beat, beat, beat, February is on back on the tracks Churning, spurting, awaking anew. February, these good ole days their back for good.
Oh February, help me to see once more Just what it is I'm working for. February, you know me so well, you hear my heart, and feel my pulse, you understand my battle You emphasize with my struggle.
Oh February, don't ever leave me, These wondrous times, these melodious signs, You're good for me, and we both know that.
Sing me to sleep and nurse me back to health Show me the immense depths, the kindness you claim as your wealth.
Let's talk long after the fading light and sing our songs of love tonight. Let's dance in this romance, this wondrous, and magical lovely night.