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Deacon Blue – March Lyrics

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This miracle of spring is all that matters now
Heart like warm earth, buried deep below
There's a scent that ascends that winters over
One last hard fight won before we go

I want, I want, I want to feel the sun
The warmth, the light, it marks to me
Marks to me

Nothing in this long life delights like spring
Nothing's as strong and nothing will match the joy it brings
Bloom throughout the streets for your survival
Bloom to show the world that you're alive

I want, I want, I want to feel the sun
The warmth, the light, it marks to me
Marks to me
I want the rush, the push, and every shoot
The thrust, the trust, it marks to me
Marks to me

I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want, I want, I want
I want, I want, I want, I want

I want, I want, I want to feel the sun
The warmth, the light, it marks to me
Marks to me
I want the rush, the push, and every shoot
The thrust, the trust, it marks to me
Marks to me

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