She packed her bags once more for the last time
The last time has come again, again
She doesn't know the gifts that she brings to his table
And a cottonwood's only happy in the Spring
He doesn't have the courage to tell her goodbye
She don't have the mind to listen his sins
A rocking chair is easy but it sure as hell ain't stable
And a cottonwood's only happy in the Spring
But the Springtime is just around the corner
It's time for you to crawl out of your tomb
The clouds they have parted
And the days they are warmer
Cottonwood blossom it's time for you to bloom
It's time for you to bloom
Shadows seem to be a place where you could fly
Imagine all the places that you've been
You dream to yourself if only I were able
And a cottonwood's only happy in the Spring
At dusk is when, the strangers start to pry
And you're reminded of all the bad that you've been in
You wish you could smooth your past as soft as sable
And a cottonwood's only happy in the Spring
But the Springtime is just around the corner
It's time for you to crawl out of your tomb
The clouds they have parted
And the days they are warmer
Cottonwood blossom it's time for you to bloom
It's time for you to bloom
She packed her bags once more for the last time
The last time has come again, again