Lyrics Michael Franks – Coming To Life

April is not the cruellest month
If I may disagree
With the eloquent gloom
Of the poet of doom

I can feel it coming to life
Can’t you feel it coming to life?
Now for real it’s coming to life
Like a symphony
What we missed is coming to life
Slowly-kissed it’s coming to life
All we wished for’s coming to life
Like a symphony

You and love’s forest hibernating
Counting all the wounds
In you heart’s history
Like the rings of a tree
Me always voted the least likely
To believe in spring
I was cool with reverb
‘Til love threw me that curve

Now I feel love coming to life
Can’t you feel love coming to life?
Must be real love coming to life
Like a symphony
What we missed is coming to life
Slowly-kissed it’s coming to life