Pink blossom catching my eye.
Flourishing in small beams of sunlight.
The trees wake up underneath the cold sky.
Girls with horses, photographers and couples early in love.
In spring I see them all come by.
Pink blossom catching my eye.
Flourishing in small beams of sunlight.
The trees wake up underneath the cold sky.
Girls with horses, photographers and couples early in love.
In spring I see them all come by.