This is the springtime of my loving - the second season I
am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing - so little warmth I've
felt before.
It isn't hard to feel me glowing - I watched the fire that
grew so low.
It is the summer of my smiles - flee from me Keepers of the
Gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes. It is to you I give this
tune.
Ain't so hard to recognize - These things are clear to all
from
time to time.
Talk Talk - I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that
set upon us...
But I know that I love you so
These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise
and fall
This is the wonder of devotion - I see the torch we all must
hold.
This is the mystery of the quotient - Upon us all a little
rain must fall.