Aplenty to talk together,
aplenty to share together,
aplenty to cry together,
aplenty to laugh together.
Aplenty to walk together,
holding our hands together;
aplenty to watch together,
the Spring season coming.
Aplenty everything aplenty,
not one and two, but three, four,
mobiles, facebook, skype, gmail,
not a soul on the other side.
Aplenty a lot everything,
aplenty a lot to talk,
aplenty a lot to laugh,
but Where is my spring season.
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