What sights we see through our eyes,
a winter garden turns green with delight.
Spring's renaissance we suddenly realize.
Morning awakens, chirping robins, butterflies,
a pastel rainbow paints a blue sky bright,
what sights we see through our eyes.
An eagle soars in burnt crimson skies,
a sunset disappears into the night,
Spring's renaissance we suddenly realize.
Red-capped hummingbirds mesmerize,
fireflies fill a meadow with yellow light,
what sights we see through our eyes.
Apple-blossomed air offers a surprise,
an April sky twinkles with starlight,
what sights we see through our eyes.
Amidst a spring, a newborn baby cries.
Could another season feel so right?
What sights we see through our eyes,
Spring's renaissance we suddenly realize. we suddenly realize.