Nothing Compares

Like birds returning from winter's migration Like salmons coming up the rapid to spawn Like a creature awakening from hibernation Like roosters rooting up the silence of dawn Like the moon coming out of the darkness Like a fragrance sweet on a windy night flies Like the hummingbirds tongue stiif with sweetness Like the arrow of cupid to the heart doth flies Your are my new day, my spring bringing peace Like a cataract white where raprures never cease Nothing compares to you my, love Nothing competes with the you, I love.