Early Spring

The pictures you paint aren't as pretty as they once

seemed to me

And the coffee's bitter 'cause it's been boiling too long

And the jokes you tell aren't as funny as they once

seemed to me

And the songs you sing are just plain hackneyed

But the stars shine down on all God's children

And the sun sets on the good on the evil

And I know you

And I know you

The throbbing flowers outside, I get it

And the paint peeling from the bathroom walls

And the smile on your face is alive

And the smile on your face is real pretty

And the sun shines down on all God's children

And the stars burn for the good and the evil

And I know you

And I know you