It's hard to die in springtime,
you know,
But I'm leaving for the flowers
with my eyes closed.
Whirligig birdies, oh you're so cute
you put up a good fight against the wind
blowing at you
It's hard to die in springtime,
you know,
But I'm leaving for the flowers
with my eyes closed.
Whirligig birdies, oh you're so cute
you put up a good fight against the wind
blowing at you
