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Published on Nov 10, 2014
I don't own this.
It is the springtime of my lovin' The second season I am to know Ya' are the sunlight in my growin' So little warmth, I've felt before It isn't hard to feel me glowin' 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 These things are clear to all from time-to-time
Ah! Talk, talk, talk, talk Heh! I've felt the coldness of my wint-er-er I never thought, it would ever go-oo-oh I cursed the gloom that set upon us But I knoh, that I love you se But I know, that I love you so
These are the seasons of emotion And like the winds, they rise and faal This is the wonder of devotion I seek the torch, we all must hold This is the mystery of the quotient Unh, upon us all, upon us all, a little rain must fall It's just a little rain