There's a feeling in the breeze
And a tension in the air
There's a stirring in the trees
And a time to be aware
That time has come for love,
So get prepared.
Patient people from the Divine Mind
Special people with magic eyes
Its time to lay down your lies
Repent our demise, show your disguise
Death is not the prize
Loves the answer to the wise
It soaks those tears and frees the fears
It takes us up to the mountains highs
Where all in all nothing dies,
Here's the feeling in the breeze
And a lightness to the air
Here's the beauty of the trees
And a time to take more care
The time has come for love,
So here.
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