Emeraldine

Corinne Bailey Rae

I awake to the drip-drop of icicles
 melting outside my window.
 Everything was new.
 I had noticed a bird and seen cherry blossom was falling like a fancy(?)
 What is happening to me these days?
 I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.
 I'm in love with you;
 It feels like springtime.

 Emeraldine, apple seed, olive green intense.
 Colors unfurl like petals in a time-lapse sequence.
 Feels like something in an embryo.
 My heart melts like two inches of snow, in April's glow.
 What's this urgency?
 What's this heat I'm feeling?
 Could I say I'm dreaming?
 Do I change my ways?
 What is happening to me these days?

 I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.
 I'm in love with you.
 I, got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions.
 I'm in love with you.
 It feels like springtime.