From the album So Long at the Fair

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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