Gil Scott-Heron
A Very Precious Time
Was there a touch of spring?
And did she have a pink dress on?
And when she smile
Her shyest smile
Uhh could you almost touch the warm?
He wasn’t your first love
A very precious time
Was there the faintest breeze?
And did she have a ponytail?
And could she make you feel ten feet tall?
Walking down a grassy trail
Wasn’t your first love a very precious time?
Time
And now they’ve got me trying to define
In later life
How much her love means to me
And it keeps me struggling to remember
My first touch of spring
Was there a touch of spring in the air?
And did she have a pink dress on?
And when she smile her shyest smile
Uhh could you almost touch the warm?
Wasn’t your first love
A very precious very precious very precious time
Time ladada.........