So many love songs talk about the spring Our love honey is a seasonal thing Even if the storm dies out in June You can bet by October it's a Raging monsoon Our love is so seasonal, not unreasonable Just so seasonal baby Some loves die and never come back Our love is a cyclical pact Our love is so seasonal Everything beautiful has to die Why do you think so many people Love to cry
People invent the most outrageous excuses I'd rather feel sad than to Feel so useless Some loves drive right off the track Our love stalls, but it always comes back When leaves die So do I So many songs say “our love will Never die” I refuse to live such a silly little lie Even if our love appears to go flat Autumn comes and the wind will Bring us back