It's funny how the
seasons change
and rearrange
what we've come to know.
The flowers bloom,
the sunshine dies,
and people disappear.
Tell me, do you miss me yet?
You've crawled up and died inside
my head.
Summer's swingin' herself back,
with full force smile,
into our lives.
You're not arm in arm with her
this year.
Tell me, where did Winter
take you?
And why didn't Spring release you
when he melted in your eyes?
Where're you gonna be
when Fall comes tumbling back
too far from now?
You're reading 'cause I'm writing
and you say you've got me nailed.
But tell me,
did you miss me?
Where've you been all these months.
'Cause I can't say I missed you
back.
