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.