Late in the summer
When the cottonwood dies
The fields are on fire
With green bottleflies
And I'm still seeing reflections
Of me in your eyes
And why did you leave
Last summer?
Now, the seasons are changing
From summer to fall
And I've still got that picture
Hung on my wall
And there's so much forgotten
And too much recalled
And why did you leave
At all?
B. Winter
Standing beside you
Mid-winter day
Hearts beating close
Together.
Wishing that we'd found
Someway to make
That moment last
Forever.
Standing silent--laughing--
Breathing steam
Gazing down into a freezing
Stream...
I saw the face of a child
I saw the face of a child.
A. Summer Late in the summer When the cottonwood dies The fields are on fire With green bottleflies And I'm still seeing reflections Of me in your eyes And why did you leave Last summer? Now, the seasons are changing From summer to fall And I've still got that picture Hung on my wall And there's so much forgotten And too much recalled And why did you leave At all? B. Winter Standing beside you Mid-winter day Hearts beating close Together. Wishing that we'd found Someway to make That moment last Forever. Standing silent--laughing-- Breathing steam Gazing down into a freezing Stream... I saw the face of a child I saw the face of a child. Explain Request ×
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