From the recording It Gets Me Like
Music drenched with warmth and excitement as Ostara brings the awakening of spring.
Lyrics
When the first buds open and soft green leaves unfold
Snow white blossom never grows old
It gets me like
Every time
It gets me like
Snowdrops and crocus, daffodils, they rise and shine
With the golden sunbeams, it gets me every time
The springtime goddess she goes walking and everywhere she roams
Little birds start talking and singing and new life grows
And it gets me like
It gets me like
If you listen carefully you can hear it in the breeze
Spring is in the air and she's coming to getcha
Coming to getcha
Ostara has arrived as the landscape comes to life
Bumble bees and butterflies
Oh it gets me like
Oh it gets me like
It gets me like
It gets me like, every time
It gets me like, it gets me like, it gets me like, it gets me like
It gets me like, it gets me like, it gets me every time
It gets me like
It gets me like
It gets me like