The seasons come, the seasons go We get a little sunshine, rain, or snow Just the way that it was planned to be But there's no seasons in my heart, while you play the leading part 'Cause the flowers will bloom eternally Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow And my tears, like withered leaves, will fall But spring could bring some glad tomorrow And darlin' we could be happy after all As is all in nature's plan, no season gets the upper hand Oh how I try to keep this fact in mind The trees are bare, the cold wind blows, and by experience, I know That winter comes, but spring is close behind Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow And my tears, like withered leaves, will fall But spring could bring some glad tomorrow And darlin' we could be happy after all