One spring day as the sun began to rise,
the wind blew some love into our eyes.
The birds above sang happy songs
we were happy in each others arms.
The summer came and the sun held high
we found a heat that burned warm in the night.
In the days our love was strong like trees
we dropped our leaves on busy bees.
Autumn came and the sun did fall
setting the tops of trees on fire.
You do not look at me at all
and I sense that you are tired.
winter has come and our love has died
the sun tried to climb
but was too drunk