Spring; the birth of a new love, clean and pure;
Summer; the intense infatuation, strong and true;
Autumn; the dwindling feelings, lost and unsure;
Winter*; the memories lost in time, sad and adieu.

Today is the day I will make up my mind,
Or maybe tomorrow,
Next week is fine.

Today is the day I will make up my mind,
Yesterday’s sorrow,
I’ll put it behind.

Today is the day I will make up my mind,
Courage I borrow,
I’ll try not to pine.

Today is the day I will make up my mind,

Up Life’s mountain I'll begin to climb.

I’ve got a little key;
What it opens I don’t know;
I will listen to it’s words;
It will tell me where to go.

I’ve got a little key;
What it opens I can’t imagine;
I will listen to it’s words;
It will guide me with it’s passion.

I’ve got a little key;
What it opens may be a clue;
I will listen to it’s words;
It will lead me straight to you.

It’s widely accepted that
one plus one is two;

So why can’t those ones
be me and be you.

Trying to forget is like trying to breathe without any air;
Trying to laugh is like trying to pretend that you don’t care;
Trying to sleep is like trying to avoid the problems you bear;
Trying to hide is like trying to deny that you like the stares;
Quit trying, and quit lying, because I’m painfully aware.

It's funny, there's never a moment that you're far from my head
I just think and think and think about everything that you said
Sometimes these thoughts hurt and I seek refuge in my bed
The last words were the most painful, "Goodbye, this is the end."

What would you do without me?
Would you shout?
Would you cry?

What would you do without me?
Would you pout?
Would you lie?

What would you do without me?
Would you doubt?
Would you sigh?

If I was without you,
I would simply die.