"If ever I would leave you it wouldn't be in summer.
Seeing you in summer I never would go.
Your hair streaked with sunlight, your lips red as flame, your face with a luster that puts gold to shame.
But if I'd ever leave you. It couldn't be in autumn.
How I'd leave in autumn I never will know.
I've seen how you sparkle when fall nips the air.
I know you in autumn and I must be there.
And could I leave you running merrily through the snow?
Or on a wintry evening when you catch the fires glow?
If ever I would leave you, how could it be in springtime?
Knowing how in spring I'm bewitched by you so.
Oh no! Not in springtime! Summer, winter, or fall!
No never could I leave you at all."
To love and be loved, it's a wonderful feeling.
#memories
Seeing you in summer I never would go.
Your hair streaked with sunlight, your lips red as flame, your face with a luster that puts gold to shame.
But if I'd ever leave you. It couldn't be in autumn.
How I'd leave in autumn I never will know.
I've seen how you sparkle when fall nips the air.
I know you in autumn and I must be there.
And could I leave you running merrily through the snow?
Or on a wintry evening when you catch the fires glow?
If ever I would leave you, how could it be in springtime?
Knowing how in spring I'm bewitched by you so.
Oh no! Not in springtime! Summer, winter, or fall!
No never could I leave you at all."
To love and be loved, it's a wonderful feeling.
#memories
