In Winter nights I hold thee tight,
Basking in the cold moonlight.
In Summer days we play all day,
until the sun goes away.
In Autem I watch the leaves shrivel and fall,
and I walk you to the mall.
Spring is the wind beneath our wings,
and she shows me how well she sings.
Ahh the Seasons gifts to you and me,
we are as blessed as can be.
You and me.