It 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, oh - These things are clear to all from time to time. Ah, talk, talk, talk, talk - Hey, I've felt the coldness of my winter I never thought it would ever go I cursed the gloom that set upon us, 'pon us, 'pon us But I know that I love you so, ah Oh, 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, quotient - Upon us, upon us all a little rain must fall Just a little rain, oh, oh Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah.