The breeze is whispering low,
Chasing the last snow,
I’m sitting by the window,
Waiting for the glow.
Days are soft and slow,
Clouds are drifting slow,
My quiet heart knows,
Warmth is gonna grow.
I count the stars above the gray sky,
Breathe the air that’s getting light.
All the cold nights pass me by,
A new warmth is coming nigh.
The summer will be here soon,
Bringing moon and golden noon.
Soft wind touches every bloom,
Chasing all my lonely gloom.
The summer will be here soon,
Gentle days are coming soon.
Peace will fill my empty room,
Everything is soft and new.
The grass is turning green,
Birds start their sweet scene,
I walk the empty street,
Frost fades away at dawn,
Hope is being born,
I wait for the warm sun,
To wrap my tired soul.
No more chills, no more blue,
The season changes, fresh and new.
I hold the calm inside my tune,
Waiting for the summer bloom.
Summer’s here, so soft, so true,
All my quiet dreams come through.