From the recording So Long at the Fair
Anne Janelle: vocals, cello, glockenspiel
Jeff Torbert: acoustic guitar
Doug Cameron: drums
Words and music by Anne Janelle
Mixed by Graeme Campbell
Mastered by J. LaPointe
Lyrics
Captive of the Spring
It happened many years ago
Though at the time I didn't know
Young and fresh and just fifteen
Preacher's son had moved to town
with charm and wit and sandied crown
He spoke one word and I'd become
A captive of the spring
buds are opening
and fruit is but a flower
Easter came with great hooray
I couldn't wait another day
to take his hand and fill my heart
From the picnic we had strayed
snuck past grandma on the way
Stole a kiss behind the tree
Love had sprung
with no thought that fall would come
Just as the seasons ebb and flow,
His father made a plan to go,
his family left and lost was he
Today the clouds have gone away
and I don't look good wearing grey
How can I free the one who wants to be?
A captive of the spring
buds are opening
and fruit is but a flower