| Song | Airing |
| Artist | Beady Belle |
| Album | Closer |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Drapes drawn aside | |
| And doors open wide | |
| So the draught in the room | |
| Clears away your perfume | |
| Your glass is washed | |
| And your music is hushed | |
| I remove every trace | |
| Of your cold embrace | |
| Shed your winter coat | |
| And sow the seeds of vernal sun | |
| Melt water will flow | |
| And irrigate spouts of zest to come | |
| Sandals on feet | |
| Hapscotch boards on the street | |
| And the first ice cream cone | |
| Means at last you're gone | |
| When you're giving in | |
| That's the sure sign of spring | |
| 'Seasons cycle' I smile | |
| You'll be back in a while |