Seasons

I always thought that winter was for lovers

'cause when else is a body's warmth so warm?

Underneath my clothes your hands are freezing

But I dont say a word

But maybe its the spring that is for lovers

'cause that is when the world comes out in bloom

In the light of all the lengthening days,

that still end too soon.

But now I'm thinking summer is for lovers

'cause when else will we find the time to leave

lay out in a field and watch out love growing

and sawying in the breez

But could it be the fall that is for lovers

'cause that is when the leavs get tired of being

green and then they turn into others

that are very rarely seen

That are very rarely seen