There is no sign of leaf or bud, A hush is over everything - Silent as women wait for love, The world is waiting for the spring.

With the man I love who loves me not I walked in the street-lamps' flare - But oh, the girls who can ask for love In the lights of Union Square.

I hope that when he smiles at me He does not guess my joy and pain, For if he did, he is too kind To ever look my way again.

For tho' I know he loves me, To-night my heart is sad; His kiss was not so wonderful As all the dreams I had.

Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!

So breaks the sun earth's rugged chains, Wherein rude winter bound her veins; So grows both stream and source of price, That lately fettered were with ice. So …

See how I fall like the snow, Come to cover the lovers, (But don't you wake them up) Come to sparkle the dark up, With just a touch of make up. Come to cover t…