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'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 so hard to recognize -
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

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.