Everything happens for a reason,

Or so they seem to say.

I love this type of season,

You come around to stay.



The summer sun is rising,

As I try to fall asleep.

I have trouble in deciding,

I think I’m falling in too deep.



The mad world frightens me,

From the struggle and strife.

Now I think you’re the key,

To my boring, normal life.



Everything happens for a reason,

That’s why I love this season.

This time of year you always stay,

Making all my problems go away.