As I saw myself riding by, A street filled with trees and life As I felt my eyes no longer dry, Just tears rolling on by New times are just down the line Everyone's coming back to the good old life That day I saw my world pass by And I knew that moment was to be mine But how am I supposed to do? What I'm supposed to do When I am so close to you Can't focus on another thing, now that I've got you (yeah) My spring time, spring time, (yeah) my spring I always knew it had been Down the line sitting by a pine tree, Oh it just might be That I'm loosing myself to the thought, That I might be falling short Just to get a different point of view, I tend to step away from things But when I rode my bike down that rode, I fully just awoke But how am I supposed to do? What I'm supposed to do When I am so close to you Just can't focus on another thing, now that I got you (yeah) My spring time, spring time, (yeah) my spring