It’s April in Minnesota and our green breathing earth is covered with snow. But I still believe . . .
Lyrics:
Everywhere we look it seems that
Everyone has better things
to say to one another than the things we tell each other
Everything feels old and faded
Like those jeans that were your favorite
The ones with patches like the patches we’ve made for each other
but then we go
Out on the road
with the wind in our clothes
the sky overhead
and the green breathing earth
all around us
Every time it rains I tell myself
That somewhere something’s growing
And when I step outside tomorrow the world will be so clean
Every day you look at me like
Everything is new and though
I can’t believe, I still believe, I hold you in my arms
and then we go
Out on the road
with the wind in our clothes
the sky overhead
and the green breathing earth
all around us
Julia Bloom 
Ah! Loved it, Jules! Now I want to hop on the back of our Yamaha with my arms around my sweetheart and feel the wind on my clothes and breathe the earthy scent along the river.
Aw, thanks! Yes, Nathan and I are already scheming a way to get out on the bike this weekend . . .