Bruce Springsteen

I love to see the cottonwood blossom
In the early spring
I love to see the message of love
That the bluebird brings
But when I see you walkin with him
Down along the strand
I wish I were blind
When I see you with your man
I love to see your hair shining
In the long summers light
I love to watch the stars fill the sky
On a summer night
The music plays you take his hand
I watch how you touch him as you start to dance