Seasons

03:39
Taylor Rogers
2014
Taylor Rogers

Lyrics

The sun will rise in your hazel eyes

And mine will set til’ I’m gone again

I guess we’ll have to meet above the sky

Where’d you come from?

Where did I go?

I hate to think that we’re both alone

I guess we’ll have to meet up in a song

 

Lady please, imagine me

On our knees, we refuse to give into the silence

Let it ring, the melody

As it rests in out chests to possess our

Heartbeats

 

I want to know how to know for two

Reach myself, to reach you

Be the rain to fertilize the Bloom

But the farmers all cry out to me

“too much rain will kill the seed,

Sing your pretty song and let it be.”

Let it be, let it be

 

Oh, aiming to find seasons on my own

But falling into winter is so damn cold

And reasons fade with seasons

As I find your warmth waiting in the snow

 

And reasons fade with seasons

But hearts they keep on beating

As I find your warmth waiting in the snow