Seasons of my Heart |
The seasons come, the seasons go. |
We get a little sunshine, rain, and snow, |
Just the way that it was planned to be. |
But there's no seasons in my heart |
While I play the leading part, |
'Cause the flowers will bloom eternally. |
Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow, |
And my tears like withered leaves will fall. |
But spring could bring some glad tomorrow, |
And, darling, we could be happy after all. |
As it is in nature's plan, no season gets the upper hand. |
How I tried to keep that fact in mind. |
The trees are bare, the cold winds blow, |
And by experience, we should know |
Winter's come, but the spring is close behind. |
Your leaving will bring autumn sorrow, |
And my tears like withered leaves will fall. |
But spring could bring some glad tomorrow, |
And, darling, we could be happy after all. |
- George Jones and Darrell Edwards |
(as performed by Johnny Cash) |
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