Summer. Fall. Winter. Spring.
Life's a song we sing.
The sun was yours. The moon was mine.
We chased each other across the sky.
Everything was hit and miss.
But loving you was my eclipse.
Summer. Fall. Winter. Spring.
Love's a song we sing.
All are slow and out of tune.
But this song was all for you.
One day we'll all go home.
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