Joy and fear and resentment
Hang like stars in the apartment
The nights, once cold, are now torrid
But a salty breeze is rolling in
So I toss under the sheets beside
A full moon and my bitter bride
Sleepless with trepidation
'Cause the bough is close to breaking
And spring has come to Bedlam
Bluebirds stole each foolish breadcrumb
Spring has come, full bloom, to Bedlam
I used to watch her get ready
For morning classes every week
Now she’s putting on a uniform
And everything else on the back burner
Suddenly each selfish whim
Comes racing back and barges in
And I curse myself for thinking
I could ever be a kid again
'Cause spring has come to Bedlam
The witches whispered «Soon we’ll get them»
Spring has come, full bloom, to Bedlam
Bluebirds stole each foolish breadcrumb
Spring has come, full bloom, to Bedlam
The witches whispered «Soon we’ll get them»
Spring has come, full bloom, to Bedlam