When the days grow shorter and the north wind blows
We plant bulbs under trees
Along the house, out by the road
We have a vision for the Spring
No one knows what the future brings
Looking for tulips in the Spring
We dig our holes not too deep and not too close
And lay the earth carefully aside
With chilled fingers and dirt on our knees
We plant the bulbs and go inside
No one knows what the future brings
Looking for tulips in the Spring
When winter comes with its sleet and its snow
We look out on the yard
Through the frosted windowpane
We try to keep it warm inside
No one knows what the future brings
Looking for tulips in the Spring
If there's one thing I could tell my child
If there's one thing I could learn myself
Little in life seems to mean much more
Than watching for tulips in the Spring
No one knows what the future brings
Looking for tulips in the Spring
No one knows what the future brings
Looking for tulips in the Spring

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