All we had was a silly lovers spatAnd I was more than willing to work on that. Then you became too cold and I almost froze I needed warmth hence spring I chose.
Spring and me was this one time thing It meant nothing, it was a stupid little fling I was thinking about you the whole time I swear Your absence is killing me, the grief is too much to bear.
You were fantastic, marvelous and cool Still I went for spring I was a fool It lured me with its flowery tranquil gait But now I know its tricks, albeit a bit too late.
Spring left me high and dry to sulk in this summer Its horrible and sweaty and life is a bummer My world is barren no poetry or prose in soul Angels left with spring and the evil summer is taking its tollOh Winter…….
