歌词
Spring comes every year to Wisteria Lane.
But not everyone remembers to stop and smell the flowers.
Some are too busy worrying about the future,
or mistakes they've made in the past.
Others are preoccupied with not getting caught, or thinking of ways to catch someone else.
Still there will always be a few who remember to take a moment and appreciate what spring has given them.
Just as there will always be those who prefer to sit in the dark, brooding over everything they've lost.