It is your winter
If your sun isn't near
No one to brighten your day
Just the cold breeze of air.
Summer is your lovely day
Seeing smiles in his every ways
Feeling the heat of his embrace
and the sweetness of his kiss.
But then fall would come
Making your day clouded by boredom
Everywhere is dull and dry
And it would make you cry.
Then suddenly here comes spring
Making music from the guitar's string
Letting every birds sing
Completing your day with the love he brings.
This is the seasons of love
It'll make us happy and sad.
But just remember my dear
That after every tear is laughter.
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