Changing of the Seasons
I went to blossom in the morning. I sat on the roof of my car. I wanted to write something important. Haven't come up with anything so far. I was thinking about leaving. Just cash my chips and walk away. Cause it's the changing of the seasons... my blue skies have all turned to gray...
I was thinking, 'would it matter?' if you never saw me again. Cause my life is torn and tattered, and I know you'll never ever let me in. I was thinking about leaving... cause I don't feel the need to stay. It's the changing of the seasons, baby, and my blue skies have all turned to gray.
The sun's been storming in my sky. And mysteries fade into night. I've have lived my life in darkness so long.. can you shed some light? I was thinking about leaving. Just cash my chips and walk away. It's the changing of the seasons baby, and my blue skies have all turned to gray...
I was thinking about leaving (leaving), 'cause I don't feel the need to stay, it's the changing of the seasons, baby, my blue skies have all turned to gray. And on... and on... and on...