There's a cloud, there's a cloud A blue sky darkening That veils the light of the sun And foretells the rain But there's a bird, there are birds And some are singing To greet every new day that may come Like the first of spring It is cold, it is cold I've had the feeling At the heart and in the core The roots of all things But there's a bud, there's a bulb It will be glooming To greet every new day that may come Like the first of spring Spring Spring It is late, it is late As I watch waiting It will go, come turn away The cycle cycling There's a face with new eyes A baby crying Who'll greet every new day that may come Like the first of spring Like the first of spring Like the first of spring Like the first of spring