Spring smells like my college town, the last place I smelled spring,
and it’s like I’m in Kentucky in the morning when birds sing,
and the breeze is Colorado with the window open wide,
and now I realize how much spring I’ve bottled up inside.
Spring smells like my college town, the last place I smelled spring,
and it’s like I’m in Kentucky in the morning when birds sing,
and the breeze is Colorado with the window open wide,
and now I realize how much spring I’ve bottled up inside.