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 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.
It isn’t hard to recognise-
These things are clear to all from
Time to time.
Talk Talk-
I 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
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.
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