歌詞

Woke up to a whisper on the sill

Snow is melting down the hill

You were just a thought I drew

Sketch of something soft and true

Coffee steam and taxi horns

Models made from quiet morns

You, a shadow passing by

In the corner of my sky

Mountain spring, you come and go

In my steps, in melting snow

I chase the shape, the silent thrill

Of someone I don’t know — but feel

Mountain spring, a fleeting line

Drawn in warmth and vintage time

You’re not here, but still you sing

In the rhythm of the spring

Balconies and books I read

Pages full of blooming speed

You were just a maybe glance

Folded in a chance romance

You were never real —

But I made you out of light and chill

A model of what might arrive

If spring itself could come alive

Mountain spring, you come and go

Like a pulse beneath the snow

In every face that turns away

I see you trying not to stay

Mountain spring, a dream I chase

In café glass and open space

No one stays, but I still cling

To the rhythm of the spring

You were just a line I drew…

Mountain spring, I carry you…