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 confetti

What is happening to me these days?

I, 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 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, I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions

I’m in love with you

I, I got intuition, oh I, I had my suspicions

I’m in love with you

It feels like springtime