You can't blame me when the moon is out and I'm howling to the skies above with good friends.
We left summer with every inch of our souls.

When fall arrived we found love in corn mazes and pumpkin patches.
Dreaming of cinnamon flavored candles and the nostalgic feeling of being wanted.

When winter came around we traded our flannels in for oversized jackets and warm gloves.
We spent our nights drinking spiked hot chocolate laughing at how reckless we had become.

When New Years came around we saw each other in a new light.
We knew spring wouldn't hold much for us but did our best to dance in the rain.

Throughout the years you'll find me remembering moments I shared with people I've loved.
You'll find me putting pieces of myself back together when they've gone and created new lives for themselves.

And when we get old and time has changed us physically.
You'll find me howling at the moon on those summer nights listening for my loved ones again.