Lyric

First light of spring

Dust on the window

Steam from the cup

Finding my hands again

New warmth in the air

Paint on the back steps

Coats by the doorway

Ready to let go

Hey

It feels like breathing

After holding on too long

All this quiet leaving

As the day leans into song

First light of spring

On every small

Forgotten thing

I didn’t know my heart

Was waiting for this wind

Shoes by the front mat

Mud from last winter

Tulips just guessing

Where the sun might be

Your note on the fridge

Crooked but certain

“Back by the evening

Save a walk for me”

Hey

It feels like breathing

After holding on too long

All this quiet leaving

As the day leans into song

First light of spring

On every small

Forgotten thing

I didn’t know my heart

Was waiting for this wind