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
It isn't hard to recognise - these things are clear to all from time to time
I've 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 wind 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 just a little rain must fall
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