Hearts get high,
then they get low,
and the next thing that you know,
you wonder, where did it all go.
Seasons come, and they go,
sunshine warming hearts,
then it turns to rain,
with not even that good bye,
that we just could not seem to say,
while we threw it all away.
The leaves, they turn to brown
and fall right to the ground
without you around.
The temperature drops
and I prepare to freeze,
while down on my knees.
Where is spring,
will come that day,
the sunshine shines
once more comes my way?
